Porcupine Ridge so only say my name

Freyja attempted to envision what Seff described, yet, she lacked the imaginative creativity to picture what he said entirely. Nodding thoughtfully, despite her lack of mental imagery, Freyja considered the latter portion of what he had said. She frowned, unsure of how she felt about the matter of her homelands. 

"I don't want to go near Sleeping Dragon," she admitted once she had weighed the pros and cons of the matter. To Freyja, it seemed as though the cons outweighed the pros. "Do you think we'll be okay if we do that?" Freyja asked. She didn't want to keep her mate from seeking out a territory that he thought to be ideal.