It was a good thing, Ragnar decided, that he was being sought out because he was of some importance but even so it remained a strange thing to Ragnar. From the Viking’s general experience of wolves who were not apart of the Cove he had came to learn that wolves either hated him and avoided him or were intimidated him and avoided him because of that. Of course, this male Surra Ragnar had to remind himself again, had never met him before this moment. It had been one of the few joinings he had not been present for and it made sense to want to seek out the leaders and so Ragnar concluded that was it and let it go. There was no sense in lingering on how strange it was to him any longer. Merely, it was something he would need to be used too.
The congratulations did not go unacknowledged by the silver Viking, however, he offered no words of ‘thanks’ (Tokio is pretty sure it was not even in his vocabulary) but instead dipped his head to silently communicate that he appreciated it. Ragnar knew they were not yet clear of the perils of childbirth and would not be until the children were out of Thistle’s womb and alive and well. Even then, it was a gamble of life. They could be weak and die, or they could die during the process of being born. Perhaps Ragnar was a pessimist but the risks were not near to being over yet and after watching his previous wife’s body abort the babes she had carried he was not all that eager to follow blind hope.
He did not mention ‘Naturalist’ for the simple fact that he didn’t really believe in what they did, but if Surra decided to pursue it after hearing about it from someone else, Ragnar would not stop him. Merely, Ragnar wouldn’t listen to any Naturalist in the pack because in a way it worked against his beliefs and besides there was no real proof that what they did actually worked.