Havelle has always liked Sabela. She always seemed so kind, but her actions now further warm her heart. Her mother always helped her forage through the snow. She assumed that with Zjeena gone, that she would be on her own with this, but Sabela is quick to step in and offer her assistance. Havelle is grateful, and offers a quiet "Thank you" to Sabela. Havelle knows Sabela can't speak with spoken word, but Havelle doesn't need her to. Her actions do enough talking, and Havelle appreciates everything that's said.

Together, she noses through the newly uncovered grass with Sabela, until the grumbling of hunger subsides. For the first time since her mother left, Havelle feels content. When Torsten approaches, Havelle is ready to receive him with the same warmth Sabela instilled in her. "Hi Torsten." She replies. A smile spreads across her lips and carries into her eyes.

The two haven't spoken much since they've all lived here together in the Bay, but Havelle has often wondered at Torsten. She can't deny, he's cute. Perhaps it's a blessing her brother's attitude separated them today. Without his brooding presence holding her back, Havelle is free to be her own horse. She is no longer one of the twins. Now, she is Havelle, and Havelle is thrilled that Torsten said hello to her.