Bunny and the twins

A young woman, sat high atop the back of a tall, black horse. Her white hair is tucked into a bun, only a few strands evading its grasp and their bearers patience.
Her horse stands still, staring onto something on the ground, its so much smaller than himself. And its odd to be honest, he doesnt really want it closing in.
Luckily, the small child just sits down and stares at the stallion in awe. The latters rider dismounts and crouches to face the child.
This one was Memphis, not to be mixed up with his identical twin Jack.
"Hey there, i think i know someone else whod really love to play with you."
Memphis giggles and happily and eagerly asks to be picked up. Soon after he finds himself being carried towards a smaller, elegantly build horse that approaches as soon as it spots the pair. Its white coat is adorned with gray patches that remind him of a teddy he has back home. Friendly brown eyes meet the childs gaze, a faintly scarred, soft muzzle carefully nibbles his curly black hair.
He babbles a greeting, currently the closest he gets to speaking her actual name; Bunny.
Taking a moment to think isnt really her strong suit, but her maternal instincts are. And she knows that theres supposed to be two of those little bundles. But then, the other one comes running on its short legs, closely followed by the pairs father, Bough.
"He wants to say hi to the horses too".
Hed sent Mamphis towards Azura and still he felt like he was herding cats sometimes.
Jack babbles something incoherant, yet his father seems to clearly understand. Memphis joins in <span;>and only the young woman seems unable to keep pace with their conversation.
"They really want to pet her. And give her their afternoon snack while theyre at it."
"Well i think Bunny would love that. Lets skip the snack part though." The woman puts Memphis down, allowing him to scramble and meet with his brother. As a united front, they approach the fence and happily giggle while reaching for the mare.
Bunny pokes her head trough the lower bar of the fence. She lovingly nuzzles the two and allows them to, somewhat clumsily, pet her. Oh, how she adores those little bundles. In due time theyll be big enough to sit on her back and shell keep them just as safe and happy as now. Shell be sure to handle any of their moods and whims. And once both pairs of twins are a little older, her own twin foals will be able to carry these children as well.