Stavanger Bay Well it's too late

Kjalarr watched her monochrome form as she turned to face him, and spoke that there was no love between them. This did not strike Kjalarr as a surprise — he had not expected such a thing. He wasn't sure what love was, nor if he'd ever felt in his life (he hadn't at least in the romantic sense) but he was sure that there was none between Freyja and him. Kjalarr's knowledge on the scent that females emitted when they were in heat was limited but he suspected it had been a driving force between them. He watched her go, and only when her figure disappeared into the monochrome horizon he turned and sloshed back to the shore, heading in the direction of Saltwinter, contented.