Björn's brow furrows as he takes notice Sigurðr's absence since their return from the Lagoon. His son has hide himself away within the dense jungle, his heart clearly aching for his mother. He knows that he must return to the Lagoon and bargin for his queen's freedom, but first he must speak with Siobhan. She has quickly found a place within the herd, even aiding in the return of Sigurðr and Isabel. She has proven herself despite the little amount of time she has spent within the borders of their home.

So much has transpired over the last few seasons and it has left the Ridge herd in shards. He does his best to mend them back together, but there is a rift that he fears will never be resolved.

He has kept a close eye on Siobhan so when she disappears into the deep recesses of the jungle, his instincts warn him against following too close behind. Impatiently he waits at the edge of a quaint clearing at the edge of the dense jungle, his glacial eyes focus on the trail that winds through the jungle and her russet back as it fades into the shadows. His fore-hoof strikes out at the grass beneath him as he quietly contemplates how long he should allow her to be alone.

Time just ticks by until finally he can not stand in one place any longer. He pushes himself deep into the jungle. His ears rotate nervously atop his crown, when suddenly the sound of her scream echoes off of the dense jungle around him. His heart lurches in his chest as he lunges into a ground-covering lope, his nostrils flare and his eyes search desperately for her. He slows as a quaint clearing opens up around him... and there, there they are.

A breath slides past his pink lips as his glacial eyes fall on his dear Siobhan and their child. He inches closer and that is when their eyes meet. A smile tugs at his lips and his heart quickens in his chest. "Sio," he breathes, his words barely audible. He notices the trail of tears that dampen her face as he closes the distance between them. "Why do you cry ástin mín?" he asks as his brow furrows. His glacial eyes fall on their foal who now eagerly eats and then back to his dear Sio.