Sleepy Fox Hollow Rose gold

She snorted. While it seemed very unlikely that Selenia actually would take the suggestion, it certainly would have been amusing. 

She hoped their winter home might provide them some security. Perhaps in the Spring they could move back to the grazing grounds, where their foals could learn to run and kick up their heels, and they could grow fat over the summer on lush grass. It seemed at least for the time that they would stay where they were, until it was no longer an option.

She nearly had to ask Selenia to clarify what she meant, until the thought clicked, and she whickered in amusement. You name yours Onefeather, and I’ll name my next one Schmancy. She said, chuckling and giving her withers a shudder. This’ll be my…She paused, to consider how many foals she had mothered already. Fourth. Trusty, Antic, Rufous and then whoever this’un’ll be.