Stavanger Bay this is happening

Thistle worried her brows as she thought about his words. There is that I suppose That was all she said on the matter. Thistle shifted and looked upwards, realizing it was getting late, and she needed to return to sleep she stood to her feet.

She looked at him and his next words and she frowned. She too wondered at what her husband would do, whatever he chose to do she would do her best to support his decision. Granted she did not know he was planning on asking her to dole out the punishment, and though she would be loathe to do so, she would simply because it was the way of things. He needed to be punished for his disrespect and trespassing. Even if she had forgiven him, it did not mean that he shouldn’t be punished still at least a little. I must go now Kyrillos, the hour is late. I will see you again. She dipped her muzzle and turned to leave.