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Like any, she enjoyed seeing the stallion flaunt himself, thinking it was almost a pity that there was only one. There was something magnificent about seeing two stallions posture and flare, and even spar. It would always be in her best interest to follow the strongest one of them and here, that was Maplesmoke. 

She lifted her head to watch him circle Selenia, whose scent and posture were suggestive. Fancy remained nearby, as always- such affairs were seldom private. She uttered a soft whicker to the foal, an invitation to part with her mother, and a promise to the blossoming mare that her foal would be safe at her side should she prefer to have her out of harm’s way.