Horizon Ridge Nothing can stop us, even the night that falls all around us

I steal dis yes!

Thistle Cloud woke from her dreams with a hazy gaze. She was tired and was restless. She had not yet seen many of the wolves that Pied had spoken of and she was starting to feel increasingly lonely and sad. She was a social wolf by nature, though she was quiet and she longed for some companionship to pass a little of the day.

Feeling that perhaps the sandy beaches were her best bet she slowly worked her way down towards her new home. Her birthday was fast approaching and she was beginning to wonder if she would go into season right after it or if her body would wait a little bit. She was hoping it would wait a little bit.

Thistle looked towards the horizon and saw the clouds gathering there and wondered when the heavens would let loose it's torrent of tears onto her. AS she was debating whether or not to head back to her den she saw a familiar figure and with a small yip she ran towards the Gamma and the one friend she had in the pack as of yet. "Hello Pied!