Stone Circle Heavy are the winds from the east, they have come to see

Reverie, too, was swept away in thoughts of making her home at Kvarsheim once again. Their children would grow as siblings and know no shortage of love; they would settle, truly, two girls who had once loved nothing more than the taste of freedom, and they would be happy; perhaps even Bjarna would return and they would be whole again, all of them. Then she glanced at Boone and saw his withdrawal, his quiet melancholy.
She nosed Tauris's cheek a bit apologetically, and pulled away to comfort him with a brush of her muzzle along his cheek. Come on, Reverie invited him along softly, pulling Blossom close to her. She looked to Tauris and smiled gently, waiting for her to lead the way, but the hope in her was withering. Reverie did not want to leave them again; her family, her home, the last remnants of her wandering heart.
But she knew that she would.