As Freya settles in next to him a feeling of comfort washes over him, he had been desperately waiting to spend even just a few moments with her. It seemed as if the last few weeks had taken him by surprise, all of the duties of a lead had taken him far away from the Inlet. He had wandered back and forth from the commons to Tinuvel a handful of times, trying to insure that anyone who wandered and in need of a home, could find one. Even crossing the border between the Inlet and the Bay, speaking with Soljor, finding out what was going on outside of the Inlet. He had been informative, even mentioning the growing wolf threat. Her words bring him out of his thoughts. She was worried that the other mares would have a problem with his position. "I think that the other mares respect what you have to say, I also believe that they do truly like you." She was kind, and friendly greeting anyone who came to their borders.

Listening quietly to her words, he could almost feel the sorrow that consumed her. Dögun knew that it would be difficult but they would try before giving up. He had never been a quitter and now that they were together he would definitely not quit. Nuzzling her shoulder, her scent wafts into his nostrils. "I want you to be happy my dear Freya. Until that moment comes we will not worry about such things." Trying to offer a bit of comfort, even though he felt the same sadness wash over him. With a shake of his ebony mane he chases such thoughts away.

Searching for her crystal blues, he finds comfort in her eyes. A playful smile tugs at his lips. "So besides keep our herd in working order. What else have you been up to? Have you met Grai yet? The beta stallion that he had acquired had been wandering around the Inlet for a few days, but than would disappear to the commons. He figured he was looking for mares of his own.