Stavanger Bay Three ways to sunday

[size=x-small]ooc: *prods this thread towards being a counselor thread for Surra*[/size]

Despite the fact that he had been wandering aimlessly much of the past several days, Surra had barely, if at all, wandered out of the territory. This was his home, now. Maybe one day he would branch out and take an exploratory journey into the rest of the Teekon Wilds. Part of him just wanted to be loyal and protect his pack, and he didn't want to leave them when they were still relatively new to the Bay. And... part of him was worried that if he started wandering again, he would fall into old habits, and not return. He had no intention of leaving his new-found family, but... maybe he would wait awhile to wander far outside the borders, just in case.

Surra was glad when he saw a soft smile on Thistle's lips when he asked if she was well. He was about to nod, content, when the words spilled off her tongue. His grey-brown head drew back in surprise. "No!" Surra said quickly, taken aback. His mind flew to a thousand different reasons why she might be asking him this - how could it not? What was Ragnar up to? He trusted his Alpha, and thought him a good man, but the subordinate didn't like the idea of him hurting Thistle in any way. But he calmed himself with a deep breath, realizing he knew nothing of why the fawn-colored woman was asking him this. "No," He said again, this time unhurriedly, in his usual cool tone. "It's not selfish. It's normal." He paused, settling back on his haunches. "And that's usually part of the deal, isn't it?" The young male smiled cautiously, hoping his attempt at lightening the subject wasn't taken poorly.