Out with the golden we sew // Rapt

[abysm]

Abysm knows why he sought her out. He needed to know why father wasn’t enough. Why he wasn’t enough. To make her stay with them. Even if it was all only ever in a dream. But he never actually expected to find her so easily. To fall into an easy rhythm of getting to know one another.

Then it should come as no surprise that she’d seek father out. It does though and shock is a big ripple that goes through him disrupting everything that he is and isn’t. Because she brings him here and he has seen her with the queen. Abysm doesn’t fully understand the complexities of love but he thinks it cruel of her to bring his beautiful golden godly father here of all places. 

Almost like rubbing his nose in it.

He has his moments - his moods. It’s all part of growing up and he knows this. Same days there is easy camaraderie between them. Other days he is sullen and sulking. Those days he asks himself why he left the pleasant peace of his father’s side. Why trade what was as familiar as the hairs of his skin for the unfamiliar?

Abysm has though. 

Knowing there was no going back.

He is chewing grass when her call comes. The whinnying summons goes ignored a moment longer as he thinks there is little to no importance to it. She often calls him or others. Sometimes he answers and sometimes he doesn’t. He’d have kept his head in the grass if it wasn’t for a very familiar scent - motherfathergod. 

“DAD!” he squeals happily from afar before running hellbent for leather towards the golden stallion. He forgets that his mother is right there. Happily shoving his nose in the creases of his father’s skin. Abysm couldn’t inhale the scent of him fast enough, letting out happy little snorts. “I never thought you’d come here of all places...”

He backs up to look at both of his parents, suspicion forming in his eyes. “Sorry but why are you here?” Mom must have something to do with this... the colt thinks, tilting his head quizzically at them.

ooc: he’s being a brat. sorrynotsorry?! lol