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[size=x-small]Assuming he howled for Thistle?[/size]

Thistle strode towards her husband's call unsure of what she might come across at the moment, but a little bit anxious to see. It was probably grave for her husband to call to her for a stranger. Was it a friend? A family member? One of his many dalliances? She just simply wondered at it, but continued on doggedly determination in her step.

Upon arriving she took the grave sight in stride and continued forward to sniff gently and touche a nose to the prone form of the she wolf. She studied her trying to make the other female look at her, to determine if she had a head injury. Turning to Ragnar she spoke softly What has happened? And what are her symptoms dear heart?