Stavanger Bay it was forever now its just for now

Thistle listened but didn't say anything. It was not her place to even attempt to act like she knew how gods and goddesses thought and she didn't even know enough about Nerian's religion to answer her. Thistle herself had been raised to talk to bear gods and then she had become a pagan, so in reality, she really didn't have anything to say or anything she should say. Though she did add one small tidbit, I think Nerian that everything happens for a reason, whether it is to learn something or what have you, but everything happens for a reason. And if your god loves you as you say he does, doesn't he forgive everything? All your sins? So in retrospect aren't you forgiven already, you just have to ask for it yes? Thistle wasn't sure, but that was what she had gathered thus far about her sister wife's religion.

Thistle chuckled yes Yes it is. She shifted and brushed muzzle across the top of Nerian's head, upside down, and then looked back up at the sky, laying on her back. Her eyes were closing lazily and she was drowsily dozing off.