The horse pawwed the ground, and Athena reached down for more grass to make some more sugar-cubes. she looked at the horse. "You know, it's not fair that you'll get to keep all of your memories when you turn back." She said to him, and he just shook his head.
The stallion snorted, and she seemed to understand him. "Wait, you're saying we hould find a wat to prevent this" the horse nodded. "But how, Sleipnir? I just don't see it."
Athena suddenly got an idead. "Sleipnir, do you know Morse Code?" she asked. The horse nodded, whinnying. Athena smiled. "Well, you can talk back now." she said. She continued to pet his mane.
"So, do you know exactly how we could fix our problem?" she asked him. She waited patiantly while he pawed the ground in a certain rhythm, and she peiced it together
Sort of. He said.
"'Sort of'? What do you mean 'Sort of'?" Athena asked.
"I get it..." Freya grinned. "I don't know what came over me. Random mood swings, I suppose. I'm not PMSing, though... I don't see what else it could be."