Flame lifted her gaze and saw the stallion and she whinnied lightly, a greeting he most likely wouldn't find again, though her posture was protective as he first came near, she heard his words and looked down at the filly that was shivering against her side at the site of the large beast. Flame nuzzled her and made sure she knew it was okay and then watched him come closer. She was glad he wasn't angered by the birth and she let him come near her then. She heard his words and for the first time a slight smile came to her labrums and she looked back at the filly again who was now recognizing that the stallion must be her daddy. Her head raised up high and she lifted up onto her hinds slightly balancing them against his chest as she looked up at him curiously.

She nipped his labrums and gave a light squeal of pleasure as she turned and bucked her little hinds. This was however not a graceful move or a practiced one and she fell into a pile of gold. She snorted and with a new determined face she got to her feet and lifted her feet high and pranced about, her form of a tantrum. Flame smiled slightly and looked over at Macabre a moment. She was lighter like him in color, but it would soon show she was a perfect mix of the two eventually. Her small head shook as she turned suddenly and raced back in a wild little gallop between them and nipped at him, testing to see if she could get away with it and then nuzzled against him. A daddy's girl.

Quickly she ducked beneath him and raced off yet again, kicking her heels better, at least enough to stay upright in her run. She reared up and Flame snorted and half reared then, showing the power that mommy still held. Tine stood then, her little head raised ears high as she saw her mommy's strength. She reared up then and kicked out her little scythes and launched into her moms side. She hardly budged and it caused her to fall once more to the gold glitter. She snorted and rolled back to her feet and darted to Macabre's side once more and reared up to bite his long alabaster chains and his boa. She snorted again and waited to see if he would play too.

The filly waked up against him once more and lifted her head up to look at her daddy, small flaxen tail shivering and shaking all over her rump as she looked at him. Her small head raised up to reach for his own. "Daddy, I love you." She said in her meek little voice. Flame smiled slightly watching them, maybe the sanest moment of her lifetime was right here before them. She watched her daughter, tossing her head up and nipping at her daddy, who looked very pleased with Flame's hard work of almost a year. Her deep empty pools of obsidian now shown with love, for once and only once, they looked upon her new filly with pride and love.

Tine tossed her little head, fore limbs reached up slightly, and once more tossed her head as the landed, and reared back a little higher, till she was reared up fully and laid her knees against his chest, as she lifted her little golden head still higher to nip and pull at one long strand of his mane. She thought daddy was the biggest horse she had ever seen, of course he was only one of two, but still! Look at the giant horsie! She whickered lightly up to him and begged for attention pretty much, nudging her head roughly against him. She leaned her head on his boa gently, still waiting to see if he would lowered his head to her too. She smiled up at him still, her little whip still twitching and rolling over her flanks.

Flame watched this all with a sense of pride as she rested her soar body. The pain was expected, but still the thriving pain of it was getting to her a bit. She tossed her head slightly and laid down then. This interested the small golden filly who turned then to got to her mom. "Lazy old thing." Tine spat smirking and then nudged her head into her moms and began to make an obstacle course out of her resting mother. Turning she bolted off and then slid to a halt turning and galloped on and actually leaped over her mothers back. Skilled already in youth. Flame watched her, though, it was not full proof. Her foot nicked her mothers side and she stumbled and fell onto her shoulder.

Flame tossed her head and lurched to her feet instantly moving to the filly's side nudging her to get up. Tossing her small head, Tine jumped up shaking slightly as a bruise would form with time on her shoulder. She nuzzled her mommy and trotted to her daddy then, looking for him to bay her of course. She nuzzled against him and gave a low sort of whine. Her spazzness had settled now as she looked up at him with gentle eyes. A word to explain the young ones lifetime would be naive. Easily lured and fooled, but her daddy was the wonderful Maca, and that itself would mean something, yes? Or would when he found his own mate, decide he loved her foal more then he did his first little Tine?