Stavanger Bay Bird beaks and Talon claws

Thistle listened, but said nothing. She had not noticed the hitch in the woman's breath or the twitch of her ear. She was becoming drowsy, laying like this. But she wanted to continue their conversation, if she was going to spend the rest of her life with this woman, because Ragnar planned on it, she wanted to know her. Thistle shifted Perhaps we will both be needed. While deep in her heart she thought the words or maybe he'll just need you. She kept the thought to herself though, not wanting to mar any potential stirrings of friendship and other such things.

Thistle was not a fighter in the normal sense, she was merely a protector. only fighting when it was needed or her family was in danger. Then she was a force to be reckoned with, and though she challenged Ragnar, it was still not enough or perhaps it was too much and that was why he needed more than she. She would never know, never askk.

Thistle nodded Yes i believe that. You can't fight many things, and that is one of them. Fate is fickle.