N​ó​ttin listened closely as she spoke again, her appreciation shining through. You need not thank me. But it is appreciated. Just doing what is right. It was his duty. Freya spoke of her next plans, setting the stage for what was to come when the time was right. The newest appointed Pillar soaked in the information like a spongue. It was going to be hard to let the pack know of this, but they had to do something.

Rescue was in order. There was no other option in his mind. I will assemble my pack, and be ready to take you in. I will try to meet with you if I can. Just so we can guide you home. It was sure to be a terrifying endeavor indeed. So much could happen. Potential lives could be lost. But he had to make it work. He had to keep his promise.

Freya seemed to relax a bit more, her tail patting against the ground as they continued to share each other's space. He could still feel her tucked beneath his throat, berried in his chest. She then asked about the Vale. It is a beautiful place. A home surrounded by the protection of mountains. Deep within its grasp, there is a forest that expands the whole territory. And a pond that is formed from a melting glacier. It's one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. A true haven for us all.

N​ó​ttin did his best to paint a picture of his home. A place where he finally felt like he belonged, and no longer in his mother's shadow. You will love it there. And everyone will love you. I'm sure that Sol will be glad to see you as well. After all, how could anyone not love Freya Nightshade? What was not to love?