Relief washes over Dögun as his russet eyes fall upon Freya, as she ambles up the beach behind him. She had swam well across those choppy waves, Dögun knew the challenge that such a swim could have on any horse. Reaching his muzzle towards her shoulder as she approaches, touching it briefly and breathing in her sweet and salty scent. Fuzzy ears swivel on his head as she speaks, her honey sweet voice. Shelter...yes.. That was about what he was going to say. A smile traces across his dark lips, it was if she could read his mind. Lifting his head skyward he tests the winds, and what information they brought. Steam rolls from his nostrils with each breath.

You are right..m'dear. There is a small clearing with abundant tree cover nearby.

Shifting his gaze deeper into the inlet, he knows that would be their best bet. He reaches his muzzle towards her shoulder one more time, placing a playful nip; leaping into action, Dögun lopes towards the tree line. He gives a backward glance to make sure that Freya was following him... His hooves guide him through the clearing jumping a few bushes that were in his way, even throwing his heels towards the sky. Slowing to a trot at the edge of the trees, he raises his tail high above his hindquarters.

Through the trees... we will also find plentiful grass... And maybe K1A1.

He gives Freya a sidelong glance...Curious how she would act around another mare, of the herd.