Stavanger Bay If only living was as easy now

Thistle had asked Levi and Charon to watch the young ones. Making sure to remind them to keep them warm, while she went on a walk. She just wanted to relieve herself, and have a bite to eat. Without Ragnar here, it was hard to move each day. The spring had started so very happy, only to end with somber and sadness. She took a deep shuddered breath, and dipped her muzzle to take some water in for a drink.

She sat down heavily, fighting to keep the tears at bay. She knew her husband was in Valhalla. She knew she was not supposed to grieve, but rather honor his memory with happy thoughts. However, despite that she couldn't. Her heart felt heavy and full of darkness. There was revenge on her mind. The scent that had laid heavy with Ragnar's body had tickled her senses. Alas, she could not remember who it was, and it hurt. It hurt so bad to go on with her life without him.

It was funny wasn't she had, had the love of a lifetime for two brief years, not even that and had lost him just as suddenly as she had gotten him. She took another deep breath, her body shaking from one end to the other as she repressed the sobs that threatened to take over her.