A movement draws his glacial blue eyes and a smile traces across his lips as N.asa quietly makes her way toward him. She announces her precense with a soft nicker and the warmth of her breath.

I must admit, it is much colder than I imagined, but there is a beauty to it. He gently bumps her with his frosted muzzle and breathes in her sweet scent.

"Yes, she holds her beauty within her frozen shores," he muses aloud as he draws his gaze from N.asa and to the frozen dark pines and the craggy snowcapped peaks beyond. "She protects us from our enemies - none are too willing to venture to the frozen north." A smile tugs at his whiskered lips - and if they were to venture to his shores they would be met with his wrath and that of his sons.

"Are you finding the Inlet to be a suitable home?" he pauses and waits for her answer. "And how is our Diana?" he asks as he shifts his gaze from N.asa and back to the pile of slumbering children.