Horizon Ridge Heavens Not Enough

Thistle had grown up near the ocean so she knew it's dangers from an early age. Her father had been sure to teach her that as well as her mother. She had grown up with a healthy respect for the water and the sea.

Thistle could not imagine having no time to yourself. I could not imagine having no time to myself, i enjoy my solitude at times. Thistle thought about her family and began to speak. It was not much of a pack, just my mother and my brothers and my father and me. Now it's just my mother and father unless my mother had more pups. There were packs near us, but my mother enjoyed her little family and she would often help out our pack neighbors with healing and midwifing. She was a midwife as well as a healer." She smiled again and shook her head "So you are a warrior then like Bjorn? She had almost called him Ragnar, but she was unsure if he had told anyone but her his name.