Stavanger Bay Bird beaks and Talon claws

Thistle blinked in surprise when she felt soft tongue slide across her face. She didn't say anything though, choosing to ignore it, since that seemed to be what Nerian wanted her to do. And she had put the poor woman through the wringer today with her wounds and besides that she didn't mind it. It was nice to treated affectionately for a change.

She tilted her head and listened to what she said. I'm not sure Nerian, but I think that they all work together the different gods. So maybe your god spun yours and interwove it with Ragnar's and mine knowing you would become or at least marry a viking later on in life.