Stavanger Bay The night so black that the darkness hummed.

Do we want to assume Njal is in the borders or away?

Thistle growled softly again, saliva dripping from her muzzle. She wanted him to turn around and go away. Turn back the way he came, couldn't he see that. He was too close for comfort and she didn't like it. She had a family to protect. THey were a tiny pack, but they were hers and this wolf was troubling to her. Turn around and go back the way you came and around. I won't have you this near my borders. Not when my family is inside.

She growled and ghosted forward on tiny paws. This wolf might be able to beat her, but she be darned if she wasn't going to take some of him with her, to Valhalla. Give it to her king as a consolation prize. Show him exactly what she could do as a shield maiden and a queen.