Horizon Ridge On a rush of angel wings

Ragnar makes me laugh with his obvious lustful thoughts of Thistle if she only knew she'd be scandalized LMAO...not really but she wouldn't know what to do thats for sure.


Much like her pack mate Ragnar Thistle found solace in the forest with it's large trees and many plants and fungi. However, she had not ventured towards the forest since Crete had disappeared from view.

Thistle heard her name being called and blinking once twice and turned her twin blue orbs towards Ragnar and offered him a smile, happy to see him surprisingly she had not realized that she had been growing fond of the rough, gruff male, but she was. "Hello Ragnar. How are you today? I was just thinking of you She shifted and stretched slightly arching her neck and then arching it back down.

"Were you patrolling again today Ragnar? Is all safe on the home front?" She tilted her head and allowed her eyes to wash across his pelt seeking out his wound, she smiled softly to herself to see that it was pretty much all healed and was nothing more than a scar. I am pleased to see your wound is nothing but scar now. If only I could do such good work on others. She frowned again as she thought of Kennedy.