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Thistle could be aggressive when the occasion warranted it, but today she wasn't in the mood to be mean. Nice to meet you Dash. You are alone? Are you in search of a pack? or just a wayward son? SHe grew quiet and studied him with large blue eyes, trying to read beneath the surface.

Thistle wasn't fussed that Charon hadn't come near her. He was taking her sass and irritation badly. She didn't understand how he couldn't understand why she was upset. She wasn't angry anymore, irritated surely, but not angry. She just wanted this whole mess to be over, but she did need him to realize the way his actions had upset her and why.

Thistle couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled up, she gasped out Oh dear I'm so sorry. She fought to tamp down the laughter and she walked over to him. Grasping a stick, while choking on her laughter she went forwards. Speaking past the stick muffled, Stop moving and watch. If you hold out the stick and threaten him with it, he will let go to try and grab the stick.