Stavanger Bay Three ways to sunday

Thistle would not give away that it was Nerian that spoke to her, because it hadn't been that Nerian had called her such, she had made her feel as such. And those two were doing better now and she did not wish to upset her new friendship with the femme, and as she had told Surra she was merely curious of other opinions that was all. She briefly wondered if their pack mates would leave if it were to happen that way. She frowned in thought, but wasn't sure how to even ask that one so she tucked it to the back of her mind.

THistle nodded her head she agreed with all that he was saying. I don't think I could do it, I am jealous already by nature I am finding out, and I fear that would make it so much worse. She sighed softly unsure what else to say. She tilted her head splaying her ears as she thought. I do not blame her either, and I find that i was mad, but I can't stay mad and I feel bad for being angry in the first place, when you can't help who you fall in love with, but it's just awkward and hard for me to accept. I do not fear that Ragnar would ever do anything he loves me and has already proved that on many an occasion, but it's just a thought i've been thinking. She sighed again and wagged her tail. What have you been up too Surra?