Freya smiles as Dogun sidles up next to her, and she reaches down to press her muzzle against his affectionately as he speaks. His confessions cause her gentle smile to turn into a worried frown. He lists off the names of everyone they had loved and lost in the Inlet; the dun mare feels a pang of grief as hears her former herdmate's names slide from his tongue. "I know, and I'm sorry." She murmurs, nuzzling him again. "If I could bring them all back home, I would." She says softly. "I miss them, too. And every day I hope they are somewhere safe and happy." She confesses to him. This applied, in particular, to Sigrun, the grulla mare that had made her home here a few seasons ago. Although they had only talked briefly, Freya knew how fond of her Dogun was, and felt an ache inside her when she was taken from them, only because she knew how much it pained him to lose her.

As for Shiraz, well, that was a different story. Freya frowns at the expression on Dogun's face. She reaches out to comfort him, hoping to take some of his pain away. "Shiraz is in a better place." She murmurs. "What we did for him was good. He was suffering here. It was better to relieve him of his misery than have him spend his final days in agony while we watched him die." She pulls away a little, wondering if she even believes her own words. She could try to justify their actions all she wanted. She could say it was for the best, but in the end, when it came right down to it, it was simple: they had murdered that colt.

Dogun speaks again, bringing Freya from her disturbing thoughts. She forces a soft smile onto her lips. "I agree," she says simply, and leaves it at that. They will get to it later, but for now, she wants to enjoy her time with him. It has been so long, after all, the only thing she desires is to find a cozy spot within the woods and curl up with him. To ignore the outside world and all its responsibilities and obscenities. To talk and cuddle and love until someone or something called them back to the real world.

I want you to be happy, and to feel safe here in the Inlet. Dogun confesses, and Freya laughs a little. "Oh, Dogun, I do feel safe and happy here." She offers him a reassuring smile. "You know I wouldn't be here if I didn't. Please don't think otherwise." She lips at his fuzzy mane affectionately. "Besides, I'm sure if anyone tried to take me away, you'd protect me no matter what." At least, that's what she hopes. She knows, in battle, Dogun is at a disadvantage, given his height and all, but his large personality and ambition seemed to make up for it.