He stood quietly watching the streams water rush past as he listened to the leaves sway lazily in the wind. The forest lately had been extremely laid back and for the first time ever Lyden found that he preferred it this way. Jabberwocky kept to himself seemingly preferring the company of his mare and Lyden wasn’t the type to force his company on anyone. However if the past had taught the man anything living with Sahin it was that the last thing he was to do was steer clear of the lead. It didn’t prove worthiness of being a second of whatever and so Lyden figured that he should definitely make more of an effort to co-inside with everyone not just his mares

His ears flipped forwards as the sound of limbs cracked beneath foot falls that came closer to where he stood. Lyden wasn’t quite at the bank, instead he was tucked in-between trees to where he could stay hidden and walk away if someone needed privacy or come out from the shadows in case it was needed. The ground beneath him rumbled just slightly beneath his own weight as the image of Jabberwocky came into view. Lyden’s nostrils flared with curiosity as pale blue eyes saw the man’s son stray from the larger male

Lyden’s gaze watched the colt for a moment before he realized that he should be doing exactly what Jabberwocky was doing – spending time with his own son, Braylon. Lyden already knew this deep down and he depsertaly wanted too. However his pride and joy seemed to prefer the company of his mother still and Lyden had been rather busy in the mainland. His nostrils flared as he felt the urge to go find his tri-colored little guy and bring him here. Braylon could possibly play with Jabberwocky’s son. And without any realization of it as the thought went through his mind, Lyden smiled trying to hide away the longing for it to be real.

Shifting he moved out from the trees and snorted alarming his lead of his presence. Carrying his head and beck level Lyden made sure his body wasn’t threatening in any way and he wasn’t showing any dominance even to the colt. Lyden wasn’t the type to issue power when it was not needed or when it was most definitely out of line. His ears back back and forward still feeling awkward but he pushed himself onward pausing near the ebony brute. ”hello jabberwocky it’s good to see you” his words were genuine however he felt as though they were what you were supposed to say. Almost as though they were stale and far over used in many cases.

Glancing at the man’s son again Lyden breathed out briefly before he turned his attention back to his lead. ”were you scared when your son was born?” the question was rather hard from the pale man to ask. Mostly because he didn’t know jabber all that well but he was wanting a better relationship with him. Lyden also was absolutely terrified when Braylon was born and wanted to know if it was normal for guys or if he was just the odd man out.