Moonspear Self-awareness

Thistle had always been a genial wolf, one who got along well with others, would touch others. She had grown away from it after mating, having realized her husband had been a jealous man. She had once upon a time enjoyed physical contact and play. She really needed ot find herself again, having lost it in translation.

The news of Floki among other things. I hope he does well, adn they chose right. I do not know the ranks though so much here. I have not paid attention. Far too lost in my own grief and darkness. But i'm getting better.  She chuckled at his revelation and shook her head. I have always been one others talked too, perhaps i should have gone for counselor instead of the trades I carry.