12-31-2016, 03:19 AM
Johnathen's excitement grew as he saw Magnus's simple dot grow into Magnus himself. It faultered slightly as he sees the buckskin stud look confused to who was saying his name. Johnathen was unaware of all that had happened since he left for a bit of adventure. Magnus asks if he can help the soul, confirming Johnathen's thoughts.
"It's me, Johnathen. Becca's adopted son. I was but a colt last time I saw you." Johnathen's brow furrowed. "I would like to walk beside the stallion I consider my father again."
Johnathen remembered the puddle in the Gates, the moment he was under the mother tree. When he left to return to this sudden shift in his life. When he discovered where Magnus was, though he didn't know of his father's current rank.
"Now do you remember me, Dad?" his blue eyes searching the other stallions for a glimps of rememberance, a glimps of somthing to spark hope.
"It's me, Johnathen. Becca's adopted son. I was but a colt last time I saw you." Johnathen's brow furrowed. "I would like to walk beside the stallion I consider my father again."
Johnathen remembered the puddle in the Gates, the moment he was under the mother tree. When he left to return to this sudden shift in his life. When he discovered where Magnus was, though he didn't know of his father's current rank.
"Now do you remember me, Dad?" his blue eyes searching the other stallions for a glimps of rememberance, a glimps of somthing to spark hope.