The herd grazes together in the Inlet's main clearing; it is a warm spring day, the sun shining high above them, bathing the herd in warmth. Dogun is nowhere to be found - he is likely in one of the commons looking for more mares to add to his harem. So, naturally, Freya has put herself in charge while he is away, keeping a close eye on the herd - especially Macabre and Shiraz, and the other pregnant mare, Silver, whom she had yet to meet. She had seen her around a couple times - she is heavily pregnant and obviously due any day now, so Freya has been making sure to stay close to her and make sure of her whereabouts. She would hate for the draft to go into labor with no one around to help should something go wrong. All life in the Inlet is precious, and the lead mare would not allow any of it to be put at risk.

As the thought of Silver crosses her mind, she glances up at the grazing mare, thinking she must get to know her. Now is the perfect opportunity, the whole herd is gathered together and she can get to know the draft mare while also watching out for the others. Plus, as lead mare, it is her duty to greet everyone and make sure they know they can trust her and come to her with any problems they might have. She needs her herdmates to be able to trust her, and they cannot do that if they don't even know her. Even making their acquaintence is better than not knowing them at all and simply expecting them to follow her lead. She knows she would not blindly follow someone she did not have at least some sort of relationship with (Dogun being an exception.)

Freya picks her way through the herd, being sure to step carefully around those who have already fallen to sleep. With Dogun gone for the time being, she keeps herself alert as she approaches the large mare, offering her a friendly nicker. "Hello," she says, settling herself a few feet away. She hadn't realized just how tall Silver was - the golden mare feels dwarfed by her. "I'm Freya. You must be Silver. I'm sorry I wasn't able to greet you sooner." She briefly scans the treeline, turning her attention back to the mare once she is assured there are no predators lurking in the shadows. "It's nice to meet you."