Porcupine Ridge so only say my name

Freyja accepted her mate's words at face value as she had no reason to investigate his claim further. "It is," she agreed as her eyes moved to regard the territory that surrounded them. Though the journey to where they had rested had been treacherous, the current vantage point provided a breathtaking view of the unoccupied Vale below that had made their hardships worthwhile. She smiled as she observed that laid below them before turning to her husband once more. 

"But, as much as I love it, I can't see us settling here," she admitted. Freyja had been a mount-residing wolf since birth, but even she found the landscape to be challenging to traverse. To elaborate on what she had said, Freyja explained, "I just can't see our kids really... surviving here." For once, Freyja was the voice of reason.