He's done it.
He has finally snuck away from his father's hulking form.
And now he finds himself head swung behind him checking to make sure he was really triumphant, about to tumble chest first into his very first aquaitence.
Maybe a friend?
"Ooooooh! Watch out!" He shouts, head swinging forward again just in time to see a small, bright light spring up before him. He jams his front hooves into the soft earth beneath him forcing his front half to stop abruptly while science and the laws of physics continue on their proper way of yanking his butt over his head and tumbling him into that bright light.
What's in motion stays in motion.
And there was no stopping this new meeting of young boys