(Sunny (his full name is Sunny Legwarmers, he's Candytuft's grandson and Tulip's child)):

Sunny peered over the edge at the mare and smiled as sweetly as he possibly could, he was still a bit annoyed at Shay for her little trick (yes, he knows it was her, most of my chubs would automatically assume knowing her) and was pushing away grogginess -- he really wanted a nap, but he was afraid he would fall out of the tree as he slept. "I'm Sunny Legwarmers." He replied softly. "It's nice to meet you, Bella." He stretched a little, then quickly stopped as he heard a twig somewhere underneath him snap rather loudly, blushing furiously and a bit scared for his own life.
Isabelle's eyes widened, she barely knew this male, and she certainly hadn't thought he was going to go off like that. She was easily frightened, and began to cry quite obviously and loudly, choking back sobs. "I... I didn't mean it like that!" She stuttered, slowly backing away from him. "I thought he was just your foal!" Sammy was still at the tree, she glanced up and saw Sunny's dark pelt through the branches and laughed brightly at the sight of him. "Oh, Shay." She chirped, then went back to munching on an apple she had gotten, it had fallen through the branches when the twig snapped. Hana looked at her mate, she loved him so much, she didn't know what to say. On one hand, there was his very own foal, his flesh and blood, and he had practically ignored the poor thing since birth. She would have rathered that he simply told her about it, then taken care of the wretch than just leave the colt alone. Was that how he would treat a foal if they ever had one? Ignore it, because he was so head over heels for her? The thought made a shiver run down her spine. Finally she raised her head until her eyes met his. "I... I don't know what to say." She admitted, her eyebrows knitted together as she thought deeply, her eyes shining with the effort. "I mean... I'm... I'm speechless."