03-19-2016, 03:19 PM
Chase couldn't help the warm smile on his face, thinking Ryne was carrying the first centaur foals in many years. He stopped suddenly when the other did, looking worried until he saw movement. "Are they kicking up a storm?" He asked, moving in front of him and kneeling on his front legs. He bent down, rubbing Ryne's belly and leaning in close,"calm down in there." He muttered, chuckling softly.