my lungs will fill and then deflate

Thistle was taken with further giggles at his snort. She tilted her head and continued forward a small smile playing about her lips. She had liked the southern gentleman immediately. He had been kind and she was pleased to give him a place amongst them. She didn't know how Ragnar felt about another male being higher than him, but well he was largely scarce lately. Certainly he was still there and his smell still prominent, but he was not as social as he had once been.

Thistle chuckled, but nodded. I did see that. Tastes yucky don't it. She threw her head back and laughed again. She wagged her tail good naturedly. It's okay if you don't grow up around the coast the curiosity is always there. Now you know not to try that again.