Horizon Ridge checking in

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“I have considered even raiding them,”

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Nerian bumped her head against his shoulder and chuffed softly. There is the Ragnar I know She was finally beginning to feel more at ease in his presence, or perhaps the contact she had just made with him helped ease her tension. I would go with you if you do. Perhaps seeing other lands like you have would me good

Finally she had the courage to ask him the question that was probably going to lead her to a more uncomfortable conversation, But curiosity snuck up upon her sinking it's claws in. Curiosity may have killed the cat but it still could do a lot damage to a wolf. Tell me, you do not live in this den, what are your plans here? It doesn't smell old or unused...

This time she turned her head and looked at him, Her expression still neutral as she fought for control of her mouth. Her heart pounded she was almost sure he could hear it, she could hear the buzzing in her ears. Nerian exhaled steeling herself for his answer, it's not like he was building a den for her. He wanted her close by so that he might use her not so close that he might want her...

She flicked her back foot out and reset it below her, turning her head to glare at the offending appendage. Then back at him, Itchy, she offered by way of explanation of her weird behaviour. Truly all she wanted to do was to stop her train of thought and embarrassing herself was just the ticket to do that.

She could not begin to fathom what went on in Ragnar's mind, and sometimes trying made her head ache. This was going to be another one of those days if she didn't get ahold of herself.