What he really wanted was meat hot off the bone; the freshest vegetables; sweet, crisp fruits bursting with flavour- but for now, taking slow spoonfuls of thick, warm porridge to fill the gaping hole that was his stomach was enough. The apple juice was amazing though. Freyr sighed in relief as his insides slowly warmed up.
"How- did you find me?" he asked, looking up at Freyja in concern, trying to see if she was hurt. If his sister was injured by that creature...