[open] Intelligence is a gift you were not graced with. [nicole pony and/or any]

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

A gentle smile grew on Zaras face as the foal was spunky and wanted to prove that she was brave and did not need a provider. Although, she was quick to settle down, allowing Zara to groom her. Zara stopped grooming to gaze at the foal who stated she did not need a mother and all she needed was her sister. Was it a twin? Zara grew curious, how did this young foal remember a sister, does she remember a kingdom or the name of her mother? She was walking on ice to ask questions, one could upset the foal triggering her to tears.

As she gazed the foal appeared to lose hope and it tugged at Zaras heart You can come home with me, I don't have to be your mother her voice was gentle as she extended her neck to nuzzle the filly you can just call me Zara she smiled as she licked the few tears that she tried to hide what do you think? she nudged the foal attempting to give hope for the foal, she would take her in as her own even if the foal did not want to refer to her as mother.

Zaravich

the tiny dancer

@[Wallace]

OOC: gahhh sorry this took a while! P.S. love the HTML