It had been four moons since Phoenix and Whispertail had announced to the herd that they had become mates. Life had gone on as normal, Phoenix had told the strange mare that if she waited and got closer to Star and Shadepebble, they wouldnt suspect she was planning to murder them. The mare had agreed and they had parted. Now Phoenix was grazing with Whispertail, talking about their future.
"Do you want to have foals Phoenix?"
"Foals? Yes, why do you ask?"
After that they talked about many things; grazing, migration, even if Phoenix was still planning on killing Star and Shadepebble!!
One Moon Later
Phoenix trotted up to Sweetroot.
"Sweetroot, do you think I should have foals?"
"Foals? Well you are healthy enough to have a foal. A little young though. And anyways..." Sweetroot added amused, "Its to late to be asking, your with foal"