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Thistle stared at her and spoke softly not much to tell we used to be Horizon Ridge. Wheeling Gull Isle which is no more moved to close, and then our former alpha was killed by a bear. Ragnar and I and the few followers we had moved to another place, because even before that there had been a land slide, it was too dangerous. We settled here and here we stay. That was the basics and anyone who knew the history of the area knew that. She didn't need to give out secrets of any kind.

Thistle chuckled It is fine, You are welcome. We enjoyed it, she is one of us, one of the few outsiders we allow into our fold. She is a sweet girl and I think of her as one of my own children.