follow the echoes

Thistle stood swiftly and moving to be near his ear she tugged gently and whispered Could you now. She then nipped gently at his shoulder and scruff then backed up and returned to her seated position a sly smile on her face her blue eyes cracking at him with their own fire and heat.

Thistle chuckled softly Ah I am so glad that I have all your lusty thoughts to myself. She chuffed gently and shook her shoulders her laughter floating away on the breeze. Thistle had found that she could be a very vindictive female and she was fairly certain that if her husband had left her behind joined to his long line of former conquests she probably would have ripped the fur from his hide in absolute fury. it was interesting to find out things about yourself as you aged.

Thistle chuckled again oh ragnar I think you are the only man stubborn enough to fall in love with my stubborn hide. She giggled and leaned into his nips enjoying the attention. Had her husband so much as uttered a word of a polygamy relationship with her and she had known he was thinking of it, she would have stripped him of his fur quickly and then her wrath probably would have fallen on Nerian even though it wasn't the pure girls fault. Though granted had she left well enough alone instead of offering herself to Thistle's husband, he perhaps wouldn't have thought such thoughts anyway. But as it were she didn't know of his traitorous thoughts and was content with life at the moment.

Thistle listened to him quietly as she soothed an itch on her own shoulder. From what I have heard he will excel in those positions. Well Ragnar they should seek your approval you are second in command. A natural born leader, you demand respect so others give it to you, and often that is in the form of seeking your approval. She smiled and licked his muzzle.