The sun will always rise

YAY!

Thistle could not say that she wasn’t stressed out or upset, but she certainly felt that she had an excuse for it. After all she had just given birth a few weeks ago, which wreaked havoc with her emotions and hormones anyway. Her friend was killed by a bear that only a few short weeks ago too had been chased away and another pack moved near them agitating her already frayed and stressed emotions. And then on top of that her husband was upset with her, because she was upset about another woman being in love with him, honestly what did he expect and quite frankly if another male so much as sniffed at her crooked he’d rip their throat out, yet he had the gall to get upset with her for something she felt that was really crossing a line. So gods forgive her if she was a little perturbed. She smiled softly at his good morning and kept her eyes on him.

If she had known that he thought she couldn’t handle truth, she would honestly show him how handled she had been, again it came simply back to the fact that what did he expect, her to take the news lying down she was not that docile, she was docile yes, but not so badly that she rolled over and took anything lying down.

At his next words her heart dropped a little and her blood ran cold. What in the gods could have happened now, so she sat down and looked at him, blowing air gently through her nostrils. Okay I’m listening talk. She raised an eyebrow and waited.