"So," the stallion lowers his head, "you think yourself ready to foster a foal? Did you remember what I told you about the rules?" You nod. "Good. Now, just etch your name into this stone with all the information needed. We will keep it with us until the mares choose who their foals go to. Also, you might want to ask her," he motions his head to a mare standing over a group of foals, "if there are any of our babies ready to go home."

The mare holds up her head and flicks her ears back. "You look worthy, although there are no foals right now looking for homes. Sometimes there are Wanderers who come through the Portal Gates on the other side of our land who wish to find a place within another realm. Currently, there are no wilds."

Do not sign if there are none avaliable