I love the way you lie

ooc: No problem at all I don't mind.

Thistle laid in the dirt her fawn colored head on her paws and a small glimmer of amusement in her eyes, as she watched the puppies in their throes of sleep. She hadn’t met half of the wolves that belonged to the bay. She was anxious to meet Verinne, the man who caught her friend’s heart, but she also had heard of a Surra and a few others.

Thistle looked up as a wolf stepped into her view. He smelled like Ragnar so she didn’t move, far too comfortable to do so. She did however lift her downy head to give him a once over, and a small nod of hello. She smiled in greeting; well met Surra I am Thistle Cloud yes. I hope it was certainly good things you heard. She chuckled to herself then, knowing it was probably nothing bad, she had not done anything to deserve anything, else as of yet as far as she knew anyway.

She looked at the hare and then laughed out loud when he spoke of the children. yes they are definitely a handful at the best of times. So tell me Surra do you like it here so far? Much better than the ridge yes?