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Soon enough Freyja found herself in the company of her brother and sister. Smiling at Eske’s arrival, Freyja drove her nose to the Goufa’s dark cheek in way of her own greeting. Her eyes sparkled as she looked to the aspiring warrior, all too happy that she seemed to be getting along better, and in that moment she was truly happy. It was in that moment that she also realized that Hvitserk had suddenly appeared at her side. Smiling widely, Freyja brought her muzzle to nudge at her brother’s cheek.

When both siblings had been greeted, Freyja brought  herself to a stand. “Sis, bro,” her eyes danced between her siblings as she regarded them. “Oso choj op ogeda.” She would not eat without them. Beckoning towards the kill, Freyja waited for them to stand and join her know that was when she would go and take her share.