Stavanger Bay Bird beaks and Talon claws

Thistle shifted to give Nerian more room, surprised at how close she was. It was not abnormal, just surprising. Most wolves were cuddlers especially in winter, so she didn’t mind so much. She didn’t even think of how anyone else would think about it. She laid her own head across Nerians since she was laying on her paws and just listened as she talked. She chuckled I’m sorry Nerian I can’t help it. When I see one of my children in trouble blood or not I get extremely protective, I turn into some crazy female that wants to rip whatever is endangering them apart. I will probably do the same with your children. I am surprised too, but perhaps he is learning to be safe. I doubt it, and he is probably biding his time. She chuckled at the that, not even saying anything about being meant for each other, when she truly believed that Ragnar loved Nerian so much more than herself. I’m glad. Was all she remarked on about Nerian having nothing and no where to be or do.

Thistle did not realize her comment of Nerian’s children would be ill received. She did not know the fear the other woman had. She would gladly talk to her about it if she wished, but Thistle had always known she wanted children, had always wanted a family.

I think you’re right. Perhaps we will have to make a visit back to the ridge, or even Raven’sBlood Forest. Have we checked Vindur Break Meadow? She asked about the own meadow she had named.