Stavanger Bay All is well as the world turns

Hehe yaay!

Wip’s hopes for a peace-loving hippy alpha male were dashed with Thistle’s description, and she hoped the disappointment did not show on her face. Although, she had lived long enough in the world to know that to protect a pack a lot of ferocity was needed. If Thistle was vouching for him, then Wip was determined to give the male a fair chance. She was happy she asked because had she seen Ragnar as described she might have been frightened out of her wits.

Wip nodded thoughtfully and then added. I’ve met a few wolves, but none from our pack yet. I’m eager to get to know the rest of the family, especially the pups. She emphasized the last statement with a beat of her tail. I’m happy to hear that you love him, sometimes marriage can become…boring. How long have you and Ragnar been mated? The day was still early, and Wip was always up for a little chatter with a trusted participant. She hoped Thistle was willing to oblige her, the more Wip knew about the wolves around her, the more comfortable she would feel prowling these lands.