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the thunder of the drums dictate.






Björn
where innocence is burned in flames



He listens to her intently as she delves out only enough information as not expose anything more to him. He raises his thick head as he decipers what she has told him. Of luthien and her grandfather rules those lands. "So your grandfather is Shamwari?" he asks her, wanting to know for certain that his hunch is correct.


As she mentions her search for her mother, Björn can feel his heart soften. He knows the aching feeling that comes from missing and searching for your mother. He turns his head away from her, his glacial eyes settle on the horizon. "What is your mothers name? Maybe I have seen her in my travels," he says as his glacial eyes return to her face.


"You can stay here in the Ridge, it is safe here and I will travel to inform your grandfather," he says. His glacial eyes study her. How would she take his words? Would she want to leave? If that was the case, he would not allow her to leave the shores, for her own safety. At-least until the changing of the season. His glacial eyes are soft and understanding of her need to explore, and to find her mother. He can hear the concern in her words, she misses her mother and wants to find her.

Translation:


Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh - Dögun x Freya
Bera Konung of the Ridge


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