She would strut her trot into a more of a walk pace, hoofs stomping against the ground. Ears flickering as she listened carefully among the sounds. Two voices. Mink, her friend, and another one that was called Sparrowhawk. Even though she couldn't.. see it. She could tell what was happening.

A reunion.

A brand new life that was once tucked away, had returned. Returned to Mink.

Flooding her mind with thoughts of Christopher and her son. Would she ever get to see them this way? A reunion long after she hadn't even seen them at all?

Regardless, she let out a gentle snort and smile. From a distance’s away, she would call to the void of voices. Take your time, my love, I'm doing just fine over here. The mare would begin to graze among the distance. Adjusting to lay her head to the ground. Hira plucked at the grass beneath her hooves, being a horse was still odd to her. With the help of Mink, Hira had been picking up bits of what he had rambled about his life to her.

Oh how she longed to find her son, would it end up feeling like they did? If that's the case, she would let them take however long they needed. The feeling of a reunion, nah, she wouldn't be the reason to ruin that. Plus they both reminded her of her son, it was cute.