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Ragnar idled near the Huginn's Copse, a mysterious little clearing he had found while hunting, a part of the forest that seemed to have fog within it from the near constant humidity likely a creation of Odinn, though the density of the fog differed from day to day. Today, the fog that lined the copse was thin giving a fairly good level of visibility. Waiting to tell the children the extent of what was going on, of the changes that had came to their family had not been to keep them in the dark but because he needed to figure things out with their mother, first. He tried to put on a good front in the presence of the children expecting Thistle to do the same as to not upset them but the three of them were intelligent and likely they had already suspected that something was up. If the fact that Thistle had left them alone in the den until Nerian moved in (Tokio isn't sure when she would have). It was important, however, if they understood nothing else that him and his mother were not separated and that he still loved her. He only allowed another woman to share his heart and his body at the same time and that it was okay.
After a few more seconds of pacing in the copse, stirring the fog that which writhed around him, twining around his legs, he lifted his muzzle and sent out a call for his children, icy caribbean eyes settling on the trees expecting them to come to him in a prompt manner. He would do his best to explain the changes and likewise do his best to answer any questions they might have had for him while ensuring that he did it honestly and gently so they knew that this was another part of their culture and that Nerian was to be accepted into the family. Not as a second mother to them but as his second wife and the mother of their soon to be half siblings.