Meadow

She teases him, her voice sweet like honey in his ears. She taunts him with her words, but she warns him that she may be dangerous. And he believes her warning. Women could be enticing with their words, weaving a web for unsuspecting men to fall into. A smirk touches his pink lips. A man gets the wrap for being violent or mean, but a woman could be a temptress and get away with it. She taunts him more with her words and with a flick of her tail. "I may take your advice and your warning to heart, Nya." He says gruffly.

Björn did suit him. It was the name of a warrior, of a viking. He was both. He proudly flexes his muscles that ripple along his crest. He waits patiently for her answer as she reaches to pluck grass from at her hooves. She takes her sweet time answering his question. Probably, mulling over what she would say to him. She was a curious creature. The next words she speaks are a surprise to him. Her father's island. Curious. So she was the daughter of a herd leader. Indeed the gods smile down on him.

"Your father's land, huh?" He says aloud before answering her question. "I am on my way to Tinuvel." He says simply. "I have some business to attend to. Business that wouldn't interest a girl." He taunts her with his words. He knew as a herd leaders daughter she was very valuable. He has been gone from the Islands for some time, but the politics never change. Daughters were a pawn, they were useful in securing allies or used to gain an advantage. She he knows is no different. Who ever her father was, he would need her in the future and would insure that she was where she needs to be.

"You know Nya, I have changed my mind." He pauses before stepping closer. "I think I would very much like to insure you get home safely, after all, there are many dangers out here." He briefly touches her shoulder with his pink lips, he would hate for anything to happen to her. Tinuvel could wait.