The events had unfolded before the yearling colt. He had learned quickly who was to be trusted and those who were to be watched closely. Liland was one of those who needed to be watched closely. His mother was always quick to defend those who could not defend themselves and the yearling colt was quick to follow in his mothers footsteps.

They walk in silence. Despite the excitement that threatens to boil over. He has a friend. And she chose to come and see his home. Mjöllnir notices when his new friend begins to hang back so he slows to match her pace. He watches her with curious blue eyes. Where does she come from? What does her homeland look like? He lets the questions remain unasked until it would be the right time to ask her. With each step they ascend the rocky terrain, rocks skitter out from underneath their hooves, and the air grows crisp with the elevation they climb.

Finally the path begins to level out and the ground hardens to stone beneath their hooves. It stretches out before them, the craggy peaks and massive boulders, the scruffy pines and rough fourage; this is their home. He lifts his head higher on his shoulders as a pride flickers in his eyes, he swivels his head to look at her to gauge her reaction to all that she sees. He is pleased to see admiration in her face and a smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

This is your home?

He vigorously nods his crown. "Welcome to the Peak," he says aloud as he returns his gaze to the vast mountain peaks that jut towards the heavens.

Lagertha pauses and swivels her head toward the pair, a soft sigh escapes her lips as she turns and head further into the Peak. She knows that her son is more than capable of showing the girl the Peak. " Mjöllnir. Why dont you take her and show her around?"

Mjöllnir nods toward his mother. That is a great idea. "I can show you around," he says aloud as he turns to take her toward the babbling creek that rushes down the mountain side. The waters froth white with each rock and waterfall they tumble over. "Follow me!" he exclaims as he sets off at a jog toward the creek and then he would take her to see the cliffs, and the high mountain meadow, and the craggy pines...