Stavanger Bay Taking the time for me

"I don’t mind at all ,"

Thistle had noticed the tireless ministrations of her packmates and how they continued to care for the pack lands and the pack. Beric had indeed stepped up she thought his eye on the prize of warden for himself, much like her husband. She still had not yet figured out what she wanted for a third trade, unsure and a little curious as to what to pick, but she would dwell on that another day.

Thistle opened blue eyes and looked over at the sound of a quiet chuff. She smiled at her fellow pack mate, Beric and dipped her muzzle to him. So I see that Claire is now one of us rather than a captive. Does this please you? She had known the male before her had been a bit put off by his friend and potential love interest being a captive, but the girl had crossed over the borders it was justified. It did not stop the man from being conflicted clearly, showing his good upbringing.