Myrin shakes his mane sprinkling water onto Rina and Freon before laying down on the bank and looking up at the sky. Would he ever enjoy full freedom again or was he destined to live in captivity as a specticle for all to see. He did not know, but in his heart he desired to return to his sacred grove with Rina at his side. He loved Rina more than he could say but he was too shy and frightened to say it to her. Instead he decided that he would wait and see if she had the same feelings for him. Then he would speak to her about his love for her, not before.