Stavanger Bay build a heart made of armor

Thistle had not meant for her irritation to be so see through. She had been trying to be kind for the most part. Her inner turmoil however, had a way of working it's way out of her body into her words. Very well I am Thistle Cloud Loðbrók and my husband and I are the leaders of this pack. Stavanger Bay. We are vikings. Not the whole pack mind you, but she and her husband and his little family and their little family were and they ran it as a viking pack so.

She listened to her calmly and a small semblance of a smile curved her jawline and softened her maw. Ah Osprey Junior I presume? She didn't say anything else yet, she still had to wait and see if it were even junior that she was talking of. That was the only wolf she could think of at the moment, besides Julooke that they had rescued.