Horizon Ridge checking in

I'm going to have this be my last post since this seemed to have came to a natural close. Thanks for the thread! <3 I'll leave this open so you can reply once more or you can just have it archived as is. ^_^

Ragnar remained stoic when the Priestess bumped her muzzle to his chest, and spoke that she was trying to impress Thistle. In a way, Ragnar felt bad about the position Nerian was in. Nerian shouldn’t have had to bear the full weight of Thistle’s jealousy and dislike, just because she was Ragnar’s slave, and likewise, Ragnar thought Thistle should give Nerian a little more credit than she did. It wasn’t like Nerian could help that she was in love with Ragnar; just as Thistle probably couldn’t help her jealousy. Apparently being honest and admitting his libertine past had not been the right to move to make with his fawn colored Shield Maiden. “I’m sure she appreciates your help.” Ragnar spoke before he fell silent, contented with it though his Priestess did not.

She spoke of being hungry and of fish, and let her offer out there in the open for him. “Now that you mention it I am hungry as well,” He was always hungry (he hadn’t grown out of that when he was a teen, apparently) and the offer of fish for a meal was as good as any. “I will join you to fish.” He agreed.