“Give me some mama”  
The little foal made a passing swipe at his mother’s cup of coffee, much to the child’s dismay Luster moved it out of reach.  
“Not a chance”  
She slurped quickly as if to avoid another well meaning(if uninformed) request for a drink.  
“You’re still a growing colt, you’ll shrivel up, not to mention the fact that mommy needs this to function”  
Solstice chuckled, a sagely nodding of his head agreeing with his wife.  
“Trust me son, you don’t want to get in between your mother and her caffeine, it gets ugly”
 
 
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