Totoka River Different strokes for different folks

Thistle watched her go and felt bad that she had upset her. She hadn't meant too, she was just trying to be friendly and give advice. Macawi seemed like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She wished her the best.

Goodbye Macawi. And Thanks for the fish. Thistle watched her go hurriedly woofing down her fish and then with a small sigh and a heave she got to her feet and started traipsing back to the pack lands and her herbs and plants.