Horizon Ridge I'm happy and content

Thistle raised her head and smiled at the other female, happy to see another familiar face. Lately it had just been herself and her husband. Not that she minded, being a home body at heart, however she did enjoy other conversation as well. She had smelled Pump on the different food stuff that had be set at her den mouth in the morning or late in the evening and she had appreciated it greatly, Ragnar and others had brought food as well though Pump seemed to be the most regular.

She did notice the limp and frowned slightly at it. hello Pump, What's wrong with your foot? Do I need to give you something to put on it? Thistle shifted her weight and mentally decided she could probably put some Bergamot and some cobwebs on the paw and that was probably all it would need.