Horizon Ridge Come Sail Away

Aww, it's alright. Julooke is just happy to have a girlfriend!

Julooke's ears went flat on her lowering head in submission when Thistle growled. She had obviously said something wrong, and was quiet as Thistle explained that Nerian had been Ragnar's slave and he refused to release her to be free. I'm sorry, I didn't know that, she confessed, trying to ease the situation. I wish there was something I could do, she added honestly. She would do anything to take the anger, confusion, and hurt from her friend, but she had never been in this situation before. It was confusing as to why Ragnar admitted he needed Nerian and refused to release her as his slave. And why did he need a slave in the first place, anyways? He was a strong, independent wolf. He didn't need anyone to do anything for him. Thistle apologized, and Julooke extended her neck to touch her nose to Thistle's in a comforting gesture. Oh, it's alright. You need a friend, and so do I. Sometimes, we're here just be ears for frustration, she replied softly.

It seemed Ragnar was not so calm and collected when it came to being injured. Julooke chuckled at the images in her head. She went on to explain that she tried not to collect poppy seeds so much because they could be dangerous. She still explained how to transport them though, and Julooke listened, nodding her head in understanding. She then told her a little about Rose hips. What is it used for? What does it look like? Julooke made a mental note to try and find it later. She liked to know where they were and what they looked like so she could find them in case of an emergency.