The door was pushed open slightly and Shady poked her head in.  While still a little foal, she had recently had her eighth birthday and was growing more and more each day.  She'd begun her primary education - "first grade", as it was now called - and had made several friends among her new classmates.  Forgath had expected as much; she'd been happy and outgoing well before she had learned to talk.  The Shady that presently peeked into the study, however, seemed nervous, almost shy, and that was enough for Forgath to set aside his book entirely.  He gave her a gentle smile and opened his hands. "Come here, Shady."