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[Fiorina]

This Wen creature is certainly interesting. Fiorina rather likes Brazen and her blunt words and there is absolutely no cause for any apologies from anyone on anyone else’s behalf. It’s going to take a lot worse to offend this mare (not to mention she found the walrus comparison rather accurate to how she felt). The spotted mare’s threat to her bone-decorated cousin, though without any venom to make it really interesting, is odd but Fio just flicks an ear. Family, she knows, is always a rather odd affair. A small chuckle does escape her at Brazen’s reply, low and rumbly. She doesn’t care enough to cut it off short so that it does not offend anyone else, a delighted shine in her eyes at meeting someone with a sense of humour she can appreciate. Her chuckle turns into a bark of laughter when Brazen shrieks about Eurwen carrying four babies - which is exactly what it sounds like. After all Brazen wasn’t about to be an aunt to anyone else’s child except her own cousin, right? When her laughter dies, the armoured mare tilts her head and asks aloud, to no one in particular. “Do walruses always have four?” She does feel a little bad about dropping the Wolfbane bomb, though, and the tentacle one too based on everyone’s reactions. As far as Fiorina was concerned, the golden stallion was just some random asshole but the name seems to mean something to everyone else here. There’s an apology to be made, probably, but Fio just does her best impression of the grimace emoji instead and, smartly, decides not to comment on that particular subject any more. Although, she hopes, if Wolfbane is the one who made Lilliana balloon up - that it was  not forced upon her. Otherwise Fio would very much enjoy carving out his heart with her tail and finishing what began in the field. That, however, is not a question for this group. Someone else joins, and at first glance Fio assumes it’s another walrus - and she’s not totally wrong. She does a rather obvious double take when the new walrus speaks and she realizes it is a boy. Well. If that doesn’t stink of magic, she doesn’t know what does. She’s seen children crafted from it before but never in the belly of a stallion. So, naturally, she invokes the first name that comes to her mind when it comes to babies-that-should-not-be. “You wouldn’t have happened to run a foul of Anaxarete now would you?” And, hopefully, the arrival of a new face and a new name in the conversation will help put Lilliana at ease. Caring about the thoughts and feelings of others sure is a time consuming an exhausting affair. FIORINA

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@[Eurwen]