Jason was very confused. He remembered his son being sensed outside the stampeding horses but why would that traumatize his son? The two year old hadn't been in the path of danger...was he? He hoped not but the only one who could tell him the truth would be Luka. Who he was certain wouldn't want to discuss it.  Sherry might say it but he wouldn't want to believe it. He didn't know that if she did throw it at him to torment him it was actually a truth and not part of the web of lies she told so easily. He heard Sable say she was going out of the barn. Hearing the horses brought the feeling of relief and peacefulness to his thoughts.<br/><br/>He heard one near him then felt one lay its muzzle on his shoulder. Turning and touches his hands over the horses face. Pressing his forehead against the top of the horses head. He ran his fingers through the mare's mane. At first it was just flickerings and feelings. A feeling of peace and comfort. A relaxation he hadn't felt in as long as he could remember. The flickerings began to form shadowed and fuzzy memories. Then it slowly began to clear up but the images flickered in then out. Trying to become something substantial. Another long set of moments and he could see the images in his head quite clearly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~It was a summer day. Hot yet not overly so. A young boy of about six was running towards a stable. The stable looked grand and regal. The sounds of horses reached the boys ears and a grin crossed his features. He ran even faster towards the stables. Tugging open the stable door nearest him with all his strength and both hands on the doors. Running inside and letting the door swing itself shut in the afternoon breeze. The boy wore such regal clothing that was stained with mud and had grass on it in places. He ran over to a white pony that shimmered like the inside of a smooth shell. Touching the horse the boy spoke to it. Taking a brush and beginning to run it through the horses mane. "Your my other best friend Pearl. I can't wait to go riding on you this afternoon." The horse replied with a neigh and a nuzzling of its head against his shoulder he laughed. "Silly Pearl." The boy says.~</span><br/><br/>The scene faded from his mind as he sunk to his knees holding his head. "Pearl..." he says. Not hearing Myxi run out to Sable.<span style="font-weight: bold">Luka clung tighter as she moved him around to her front. Whimpering and quivering in fear. Peering out of her chest and bit his lower lip. Burying his face once more.</span><span style="font-style: italic">Myxi looks at Sable when she gets to her. "Daddy fell to his knees holding his head and saying the word Pearl. He hasn't gotten up again." She says in a voice barely above a whisper.</span>