Letavice was delighted to hear Lace voice her interest in seeing Tinuvel. His heart somersaulted in his chest at the idea, and he was too wrapped up in his own elated feelings to recognize, for a second, that she was waiting for a reply. He beamed at her, his blue eyes blinking in rapid succession. "Really? I mean... yes! I'd love to show you the Inlet." He replied cooly. They braved the chilly waters together for the short swim to his frozen island home. As they pulled themselves onto the black pebble beach shore, Letavice felt a tinge of worry in his chest as he waited to gauge the pretty spotted mare's reaction to the Inlet.

The young stallion was clearly biased. And he was hardly worldly. But the Inlet was beautiful and plentiful. He couldn't imagine having a desire to want to live anywhere else. "Here it is." He said easily, his nostrils flaring as he took in the familiar scent of evergreen and pine. "Home."

Letavice felt a surge of warmth shoot through his extremities as he watched Lace soak it all in. Her words warmed him to his very core, and he couldn't help himself but take a step closer to her. "Come on." He said playfully, reaching out with his whiskered muzzle to lip at her two-toned mane playfully. "I've got so much to show you." Then the grey stallion kicked up his heels, hearing off at an awkward three-beat canter across the rocky shore. He ambled into the more level tall grasses, pushing his heaving frame into the higher elevations of pine tree forests and bouldered rocks.