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Thistle prided her self on being smart, but the child’s words took her a moment to process. She realized swiftly though that Ragnar was not the only one who dabbled in affairs of the heart, and she wondered if Junior’s father had broken anyone’s heart, as hers had been partially broken, but she refused to comment on that aspect of it and instead smiled softly That is good, it’s nice to have special friends. And I am glad they are okay. In Thistle’s mind the youth affirmed her thoughts of broken hearts, when she said her own mother traveled a lot, she herself had moved restlessly around after the initial cut, had often wanted to continue on but ties and love kept her home bound.

Thistle focused back on the small femme Ragnar is an outrider, little one. Oh did you find out where the tunnel goes? You and Saena. she tested the girls exotic name on her tongue, wondering if she was the white femme that had tried to save them all, even though she was a puppy.

Thistle drew her muzzle across the smaller child’s own, No Ragnar and Tveir are not mad at you, they miss you too, as do I and Ein and Gyda. I would like that too, but I can handle seeing you ever so often if you can and you are always welcome to stay here as long as you like. Hmm I do not know let me check. Thistle looked out the overhang, there were no shrill cries no diving birds. She brought her head back in and looked down They are gone, let’s go we have to run though before they see us are you ready? You count to three and I’ll follow okay Junior . Thistle then waited silently to make sure that Junior understood.