12-04-2016, 06:46 AM
we’re on each other’s team…
Reagan felt revitalized. Her magic was back and she found herself remembering why it was so excellent to have such a great power at her fingertips. She was back, and she was alive. She had survived the birth of her child, and now he followed dutifully behind her, fluffing his tail and walking with her, almost pressed into the side of his mother as she stepped around the trees. She looks down at him; smiles. This is going to be a special meeting.
Reagan can feel Gyps coming, but her heart warms when she knows that she’s not alone. There is something strange in the air here, and yet it is clear that the blue lady has chosen—hopefully—to make her permanent home in the safety of this forest.
Once they clear the grotto, Jason’s excitement gets the better of him and he bounds away from Reagan. With a stern glimpse, he is brought back to her side and they make their way to where Gyps is, Reagan trying to keep in her smile at the surprise in store for son..
When at last her eyes are rested upon the other mare, her features clear and she appears at rest. “Hello, Gyps. Pleasant to see you again. And Porcia. She’s lovely. This is Iasan. I brought him along to play with her. Not many foals his age here. I venture he’ll probably head to the playground at some point. Can’t keep him behind.”