Stavanger Bay Three ways to sunday

I'm going to back date this icly to before julookes injury if that's ok
thistle knew very well the longing to devote ones self to another. She had not seen anyone but julooke and ragnar and of course nerian and she found she wished she was more social and more men in her life would not go amiss simply to get male perspective that was not ragnars he saw the world a lot differently than most.

She had enjoyed her earlier talk with surra and found she liked the calico male very well. He was kind and she wished him well in his search for love. She had decided as she worked to not even think about the situation with Nerian she would just throw herself into her pack perhaps she'd even become a gamekeeper or a out rider though both would have to wait. she was tired of constantly being at war with herself over stupid things and she had told ragnar the kind of she wolf she was and he had accepted it so she couldn't let Nerian make her change her entire life and her views just because she thought she was selfish. When clearly Nerian was the one who needed to get herself straight, so just like that Thistle forgave her and decided again to not worry about it and just be herself that was who Ragnar fell in love with.

Thistle heard the voice call her name and she put head out the den and met the blue orbs of Surra. She found she was happy to see him and her tail beat a tattoo on the wall. Hello Surra! She stepped the rest of the way out and gave him a small smile. She still had turmoil but she was happy to see the male she hoped to call friend. what brings you out and about?