blood and starlight

I know I want to write the birthing thread so badly you have no idea! ahhh

Thistle shook he head at him and the ease to which he could ease her fears at least about the Gods that he revered anyway. There were some things she knew he would not be able to ease ever. For instance the days he went on raids she would fear for him until he came home, or even if she was there she would fear for him. Though he was capable and strong there was always the chance one day. And no matter what he said about that she would always fear it, regardless if Odinn told him he would leave to a ripe old age. It was in her make.

Thistle chuffed at him in mock irritation Go to sleep then With a small smile she laid her head back across his back and shoulders and closed her blue eyes. Always willing to take a nap these days.