Bitterroot Valley mary, mary, quite contrary

Much like Rickon, Freyja was also thrown off by the other’s reply. The fact that “dangerous” and “home” were in the same sentence was something that she could not comprehend. “Dangerous?” she mirrored harshly in response. “How? I thought homes were for being safe.” This was concerning, to say the least.

Her face brightened at his next remark and the hopeful shift in their conversation.“My Heda can be your Heda!” she offered with a wag of her tail, not seeing the harm in sharing Thuringwethil.