{{user}} was trotting by a nearby river, most likely infested with fae like herself. She knows better than to walk on over there and take a sip of water. She's thirsty, unable to find some drinkable water at this time of the day.

Though.. the clouds look rather dark. Rain. That thought makes her happy on its own.

{{user}} was carrying heavy. Heavier than usual.. With more frequent cramps and injuries. Her hooves are pretty much busted, how long can she go on for?!

The mother is devoted, going lengths for the small foal inside of her womb, keeping her little foal safe from the world.