Dögun admires Freya, he had met those mares that you wouldn't want to cross on their bad days; those that bit and kicked until they reached the top. It was refreshing to of brought her home, to see her smiling face as she looked around curiously at their home. With each stride it brings them closer to the center of the inlet, where they would be spending a majority of their time. Slowing to a walk he swivels his head towards her, catching her sentences, her words rolling into his head. He had never really thought that part out, all the mare bickering and fighting amongst each other.

Hmmm... I haven't even thought about the larger the herd the more fighting will occur. I suppose I will figure it out when it happens.

Russet eyes gaze back at her crystal blue eyes, he was curious of her feelings towards him. He knew that she cared for him, but he was unsure to what degree Turning his head away he tries to find something else to attract his attention, to get his mind of off the crush that was developing. Dögun had seldom felt like this, he had tried to avoid it as often as he could, almost running away from these feelings that could easily consume him. Swiveling his head back towards her, he finds his eyes tracing the lines of her body.

I have spent limited time with mares, I have always chose to run from any sort of conduct...or feelings.

Dögun feels a little embarrassed bringing up such personal things with Freya. He didn't want her thinking that she was in the pretense of a wuss...but sometimes his mouth just said what was on his mind. Atleast when he said it in his head, she couldn't hear the silly things that popped into his head. Fuzzy ears wait patiently for her honey sweet voice to speak again.