the choice

Thistle could argue that usually it was Ragnar's fault that they fought. But that would not be fair, because to be frank she herself had her issues and her moments of less than clear thinking. Where she attacked first and asked questions later. And a lot of their arguments stemmed from a deep rooted feeling of unworth, a self conscious feeling of losing him she supposed. But she usually tried not to dwell on her own flaws and inadequecies. For then they became crippling.

Thistle chuckled without humor. Yes I suppose it is difficult to go from two to one eye.I will help you how I can. Thistle frowned knowing the price it cost her husband to admit they needed help especially with hunting, but he was right. Their pack was mostly young and they needed all the help they could get especially with little ones. Thistle chuckled Fate can be fickle just remember that dearheart. She growled playfully and nipped at his shoulder just to ease some tension and to calm herself. To play she calmed herself a little more, and she had been so very worried. Perhaps it was something along the lines of she wanted to pinch him ot know he was there.