Seeds of romance

Thistle chuckled warmly glad she had made a new friend. She would have much to think about when the morning dawned, and she would have to explain to Ragnar where she was, which she wasn't sure how that would go. But she wasn't about to let Nerian out her in the open all by herself.

After all not only was she in heat, but add that to the chilly nights that were coming upon them she would be a sorry wolf in the morning without her heat added to it. She tilted her head and spoke softly No I don't mind, though I should probably tell Ragnar. She let loose a small howl letting him know, she'd explain more in the morning. But she rested her head too on the back of Nerian and fell fast asleep her breathing even.