Behave yourself little Darling ( Magnus, Johnathen, Any)

[Johnathen]

He whips his head around. "Huh? Oh, right." he says, seeing his mother laying down. He lays down next to her belly. His legs are tucked neatly under him. He noses her. "G'night, mama." he says, eyes heavy laden with sleep. He yawns, jaws open wide. Then rests his head on the soft snow. Dreams of foals running and playing fill his little mind. He gently rolls over onto his side, then kicks out some. He's chasing a little filly across the vast greenery of summer.
(ooc: whenever you want it to be dawn, post it. Cuz Johnathen awakes then.)