A Change of Pace

Thistle heard the howl come across the lands and she strode towards it, her blue eyes bright and dancing as she met her new found friend. She offered a small smile and a chuff, when she reached the regal Hawkeye. hello Hawkeye, your eye looks much better? Have you your own healer?

Thistle sat down to her haunches mindful of the borders between the two. She knew that the femme in front of her would be respectful enough to stay on her side of the borders. Thistle was okay with a jaunt too, though she did not like to go far usually, though lately she went further and further as time went, to restless to stay with all the goings on happening to her family and her life being upturned.