raise me from perdition

To say Thistle was downhearted would be an understatement she was straight up worried. There was just something in the air, not to mention their ranks were relatively thin. She had been overjoyed to see her daughter back, but it was bittersweet. Because she saw how little time she had for Charon and Levi, she hadn't meant to be, it was just hard with literally 3 adults in the ranks. Her husband too had been up to something. He had been quiet and deep in thought lately. SHe worried about him, she did not wish him to do anything rash or ridiculous. In a way she wished they could raid another pack and gain some adult members, maybe she could ask him about that...no there were not enough of them.

She also knew her husband needed to tell Peregrine yet of their alliance. Maybe he could offer some wolves to at least do some hunting for them. They were in dire need of more bodies to fill their ranks. She was slowly becoming more and more worried about their survival. She did not know how Ragnar would handle losing the bay, she didn't even want to think about it.

As Thistle walked in thought her husbands call rang out for her and she smiled softly. She was worried for him and they were busy, but she loved to see him too. Steal small precious moments of time with him, though it sounded as if something of importance was on his mind. Perhaps when it was all said and done she could steal some of his time.