The grullo flicks an ear at Freya as she appologizes...Instantly he feels a pang of guilt, he knows that he should not take out life's complications on her. He sidles up to her, so that they stood abreast, their sides pressing into one another. "Please forgive me. I have been worried for you, but now I know that you are okay. Also the seasons past have taken their toll on our family. Macabre, Shiraz, Sigrun, and K1A1, all have dissapeared. Atleast I know where Shiraz is." He pauses as a pained expression, contorts his face. The thoughts of the young colt writhing in the grass and dull crunch of is bones under the weight of K1A1. Not until his last breath will he forget about the look in his eyes. A sigh escapes his lips, before coming to the Lost Islands, the only horse he had ever had to worry about was himself. Taking on the responsibity of a herd was a difficult task that he was still adjusting to.
As she nuzzles deeper into his shoulder, he can feel the weight slowly being lifted. How could she make him forget about his worries? He listens quietly as she begins to speak. A smile spreads across his dark lips. I think perhaps we should give Björn a sibling How could he tell her no? "Yes, of course. I think that Björn wouldn't want to be an only child." He chuckles to himself. She sure knew what to say to bring him out of his worries.
"I want you to be happy, and to feel safe here in the Inlet." He pauses searching her face for a reaction to his words. He knew that what had happened earlier this year would happen again, he had lost control. He would need her by his side if that were to happen again.
DögunWe'll ride in the gathering storm
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