Horizon Ridge On a rush of angel wings

There were so many ways that Thistle Cloud could take a life though she never practiced any of them and she hoped to never have to. Though she boasted to him that she would do it if needed, the thought itself caused a sickening feeling in her belly at even the thought of hurting another in that way. Thistle had learned as a young pup that life was fleeting so she did not wander to much when she would die or how, she just knew it would come when it was time and that was all that mattered.

Thistle found coy delight in his rumble and realized that she was very much a woman and could make this male err the day he met her if she wanted too. It was a strange thought that popped into her mind and a strange delight and she was entirely unsure if she liked it, but it did make her smile. "Is that a fact? she teased gently as she kept walking towards the river a small smile on her face. Today was a good day and she realized she was inherently happy and she wanted to howl, but she kept her voice quiet and instead allowed her insides to jump and sing for joy instead.