Hoshor Plains sediment ii

"It is," She said. Her lip quirked; she had given birth to only colts herself, but had hopes that the following year she might break her record. She knew her time would come soon when she would be receptive once more, and knew that Maplesmoke would either have a few mares to tend to, or find himself facing challenges. Spring was a time of birth- but also a time for change. 

Regardless, for Selenia's sake, she hoped that the mare did indeed give birth to a filly. 

"You can come to me if you have any concerns." She said. "But most births go absolutely fine. You'll be fine, too, I've seen enough births to know." She said, as if she could know the future. She could sense that the sadness of losing her herd stallion lingered in her mind still- and that Selenia might want a little extra reassurance that no more hardship would befall her.