Isis's love life 8

Isis folded her ears back, either from sadness or irritation. The multi-colored soul mare was silent as this herd discussed everything. Unknown to everyone else, Snofrid had followed earlier and watched the scene on fold threw her own eyes before listening to her mate's herd's comments about the 2 newly love birds. The mare olded her own ears back as she walked out calmly. "You all should really be ashamed of yourselves for making them feel like this" the mare snorted, making everyone look at the somewhat older and younger hototo mare. Her necklace swinging as she walked up to stand in between the 2 young lovers and the rest of the herd.

"Snofrid, love, what are you talking about, you know- "Cronus was cut short as the large mare lifted up, snorting before slamming her hooves into the ground, silencing everyone. "You all still believe in old tales of incestry..... least their not siblings...... They have proved that the only way the 'incest' child will have problems in birth or deformation is if the parents already have a gene like that, which I'm sure none of us have, we are pure creatures.... our ancestors all bred even to their own family....... The sire and dame must have their own disease, deformation and chemical imbalance, if not, then the foal shall be fine..... Cronus, you of all horses, I'd think would try thinking on their level, they have proven it....." the mare said, her words coming from experiance of rememberance of her own ancestors pasts,t he mare looked at the 2 younger hototo's. "Folkvar ..... I would understand their concerns IF you were her brother or even half brother.... but you are not...... you are allowed to our home any time to visit..... just be sure to stay away from certain herds there..... and do not come alone...." the mare trailed off before looking at Cronus, walking up to him to come nose to nose with the stallion. "Think about it Cronus..... what if WE were in their position, would you turn your back on me then...." she whispered in the stallion's ear before turning and walking to Isis.

"Now that I have put my comment in, Where is my little Nyx" she mused!

~Mean while: before Snofrid told them facts~

Muraco snarled-neighed as he felt someone stomp on his tail, his long tail lifting and whipping whoever in their side. He turned with his ears back, only to see a little filly who had a weird skull on her head. "Watch it foal" the stallion snorted! "Who are you" she snapped!? "I'm Muraco, I'm only here waiting for my owner and Isis to return" the stallion hissed-snorted. "Isis... you mean my mother" the filly asked, her ears perking up. "Yes, she's with her new mate...... Folkvar...... that ignorant stallion better not hurt her in anyway" the stallion grumbled. "Folkvar......" the filly questioned? The stallion nodded before wrapping his tail around the filly's neck tight enough, that she couldn't escape but not enough to crush her or cut her wind short. He began walking to the hototo pasture with the filly being pulled along...............