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Thistle leaned into his nuzzle, and she sat down she chuckled softly at his question merely because she was happy. No dear heart, they won't be weaned for a while yet they have to be. she thought about it for a moment doing calculations in her head and then nodded They have to be 2 full moons old (a full moon once a month). She pulled a piece of the venison off the chunk and a small whimper of joy came from her, softly so.

Thistle wrinkled her nose thinking and chewing. What did she want to talk about? She wasn't sure at all it had been long time since she really had anything to talk about. No one had really visited her yet because of the children's rite of passage so she had no news to share that he already didn't know. hmm well okay teach me some of your words? I would love to be able to talk to you in your own language I am sure you miss it. what does mínn dróttning mean?