Don't princesses get ponies?

Akh settled in happily, satisfied completely in that moment. The princess had a family that cared deeply about her, a mom who worried for her and a dad who was there to take her on adventures. Siblings to play, learn, and grow with. This was a perfect life, and her mother had nothing to feel guilt for. The girl was as happy as any pup, let alone a princess, could be. ”I will…” she cut herself off as her mother mentioned a nap in addition to the adventure and the pup couldn’t help the sad pout that took her features. ”Oh-kay.” She vowed reluctantly, never feeling any desire for her mom’s naps.

The girl took her turn to pause her mother as she questioned her own aging. Youth held her for now, but it was fleeting. She would be doing just as Recluse said she would, before she knew it they would be rounding her first birthday. ”I won't?!” She said in near disbelief, but it would make sense. None of her soldering siblings lived in their mother’s den. Akhlut would get big like them and make her own way. It was nearly incomprehensible right now. ”I guess growing up doesn’t sound too bad.” Just as she couldn’t comprehend being away from Recluse she didn’t fully understand the freedom she was offered, but time would teach her.