Ravensblood Forest [m] let the rapture tear them away

YAY for 100's!

Thistle sighed again when she heard his voice, not that he annoyed her and quite frankly she enjoyed his company most of the time, and their arguments made her laugh afterwards. The serious male and herself were vastly different, but drawn to each other whether for friends or more or less was to be determined. However, no matter how she saw him she would not have told him of the tryst had he not smelled Crete on her, that was a secret she had been hoping to take to her grave, but alas it would not be so.

Thistle though it was vastly inapproriate chuckled at his words under baited breath. I apologize I did not think you would be out here this late most normal wolves unlike me are sleeping at this time. I usually do not travel far from the ridge Bjorn. I prefer to stick close to home,but being cooped up there has been bothering me of late. She did not realize that it was instinctual for her to want to leave the den and find another, she just knew that it was what she had yearned for of late was to leave her den and travel and move about something she had been trying hard to resist, but on this full moon's night the pull of that need and the moon itself had won out.

Thistle Cloud looked at him and spoke quietly "No and I don't think I will ever again. I was a passing moment Bjorn, and that is all. She smiled at him softly and a bit sadly, but it did not bother her as much as it would have had she known the male well.