When the news had broke to Pony, it had been difficult to not just race Jenny home with his livelihood spilling out on the street behind them. He had to remain calm and remind himself that it took women hours to give birth unless something and amiss. As he approached, he felt a lump in his throat when it became clear that things hadn't gone well. Why was the house such a mess?

He worried for his sister, certain something was very wrong and she was on death's door. Not hearing any sounds of child birth or seeing anyone, he called out loudly. "Karen!" The one person he cared about above all others could be gone or close to it. He didn't know. He ran towards the bedroom, his foot slipped on some mud nearly sending him falling to the ground. He caught his hand on the door frame and looked in, calling even louder, "Karen!!"

She was there, and she was alright. He slid to the floor, feeling almost as exhausted as she was at that moment and put a hand to his face to calm the trembling that filled him. "Don't go scaring me like that.."