Popular had one thing, and one thing only, on her mind, and it was the tall, dark, and handsome totoma who had saved her in her hour of need.

It turned out that he was a bit moody, and perhaps a little quick to anger, but that had not dissuaded her from her determination that he was The One. And well, she had managed to endear herself to Burns-with-Rage enough to have a few nights of, ahem, steamy passion. That she had become a little more round than usual, and developed strange cravings in the night, was not a matter that had reached her attention, so busy was she at enjoying being in love.

Her beau had - well, some might say, escaped, but she'd say he simply went out - for a respite from her constant chatter, so Popular had found a suitably comfortable rock to drape herself across, sighing and moaning and giggling and talking to herself, lost in her thoughts. "Absence certainly makes the heart grow fonder," she said aloud. "I wonder if I'll get to see my honey tonight? Oh, that would be so wonderful!"

Young and in love, Lull in Sunlight scoffed from the shadows. It couldn't be her, that was for sure. She had no interest in that sort of thing and she felt the annoyance, tinged with disgust, prickle against her skin. It was just her luck that she would stumble upon such a lovesick fool first. If only she had gone left earlier, she mused, then that would have—well, no use in it now.

With a shake, the mare stepped from the shadows and stared at the giggling acha.

"You assume he'll come back at all," she snorted, "so many of them don't, you know."

Popular started at the mare's appearance, then settled back down. The mare had a certain mystical air about her, probably due to the glowing orbs. Popular had not seen a legendary before, but she knew the stories. "Good day to you, ma'am," she offered politely, and cracked a mischievous smile. "If he doesn't return, I will simply pursue him instead. I know his habits well by now."

She tilted her head. "And if I can't find him, I'm sure my friends will. Say, would you like to be friends?"

A chuckle, "Yes, I suppose you will pursue him," she replied amused neatly side stepping past the idea of being friends. She had Doom, that was certainly enough; she also did not need more kin that sought her out personally. "The babies at your feet will make it slow going, though, unless you wait until after they are born."

Popular's eyes widened and she took a quick glance around to make sure there were no stray eggs or foals beneath her perch. "Babies? At my feet? What do you me- oooooh. How wonderful! Babies of my very own!" She stood up suddenly and hopped around the mare. "How exciting! How many will I have? Will they be very pretty like me and handsome like Burns?"

The mare grimaced faintly at the display; she was not a bonfire for kin to dance around and yet here she was. She took a strong step forward and glowered at the doe in the hopes of stopping the childish behavior.

"I am not a fortune teller, I do not predict the amount of children or what they will look like," she explained. "I am a Legendary and have the power to bless you, but if you insist on twirling about like a drunk firefly, then perhaps I shall be on my way?" She arched a brow, and waited for a reply.

"Oh, sorry," Popular said as she sat back down. "I'm just so thrilled, you know. A blessing does sound quite nice."

"Oh, I can see the excitement, child," she said with all the air of a tired matriarch who was seeing the new foals of the season. "Now that you are calm," the mare stood, examining the doe, contemplating. "I think manners will be a must for these foals, but to be polite, what is it you want in children?"

Popular waved a hoof in the air as she considered. "Manners are good, and good looks, and popularity, of course. And good luck, and resilience, and athletic talent, and good at singing, and-" This might go on for a while if the mare doesn't cut her off.

Asking had clearly been a mistake, but she was not going to allow the whole tirade of wants and wishes. With a sharp tone, Lull in Sunlight started, "Your children." A beat, "shall be curious but intelligent creatures with manners to tame even the wildest of creatures. They shall endure as the world changes around us and each shall have their own renowned skill."

That would do, nicely, she thought.

"Now you may return to your gallivanting," she mused with a roll of her eyes.

Popular fell silent as Lull in Sunlight gave her blessing, and when the mare finished she stood up, eyes sparkling. "An excellent blessing! My children will be so incredible! Thank you, thank you, for your kind words today. I appreciate it so much!" She hopped a little before remembering the mare didn't like it and settling down again.

"Yes, of course they will," she muttered and then, "my name is Doom, of course. Feel free to ask for me by name in the future." A wide grin spread on her face and then she vanished, only the tip of an owlcat tail disappearing into the brush.