<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/37e6d575-9ad7-4618-84be-cc9926784dfe/dfdk2bi-b08feab8-b1b2-4dda-adfc-85b22383ea4b.jpg/v1/fill/w_1192,h_670,q_70,strp/159_thistle_by_silvarknite_dfdk2bi-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NzIwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMzdlNmQ1NzUtOWFkNy00NjE4LTg0YmUtY2M5OTI2Nzg0ZGZlXC9kZmRrMmJpLWIwOGZlYWI4LWIxYjItNGRkYS1hZGZjLTg1YjIyMzgzZWE0Yi5qcGciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTI4MCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.udK6ZXzGvE3Dm7Et-t4_AbqbRcRh4bj11Q--tQT1E3w)</div><br/>Thistle turns looks at Mephis. Her eyes grew wide and tears trickled down her cheeks.<br/><strong>“I… Didn't mean it like that… I just thought that maybe we could do something right now to make things better for this girl who was in need of our help…” </strong><br/><br/>Thistle’s eyes turn dark and her sad expression is briefly replaced with one of anger.<br/><strong>“Just because you can't help everyone does not mean you should not try and help someone!” </strong><br/>Thistle yells a little bit louder than she meant to.<br/><strong>“If I could, I’d take your freedom back for you!” </strong><br/><br/>The tears start to run from Thistle eyes again and the harsh edge fades.<br/><strong>“I’m sorry…. I didn't mean to yell at you like that…”</strong><br/>Thistle tries to reach around Mephis for a hug if she lets her.<br/><br/>Next, Thistle turns to Alana.<br/><strong>“Is this really want you want? Nothing here makes sense to me. But if it’s what you really want I wont stop you…” </strong><br/>Memories of her mother start to wander again into her head. Her mother was changed when she was captured and broken by beasts. The only way should could feel satisfied was to be used in intense sexual encounters. It always made Thistle uncomfortable hearing about what her mother went through, and continued to expose herself to for satisfaction. It’s why the young girl is uncomfortable with sex and and romance.<br/><br/>Even though Thistle could not understand why Alana would want such a fate, through her memories of her mother she is able to understand that it's a choice she has not right to change.<br/><strong>"Ok... well then... I'll help you. We'll make things right and see that you are taken care of." </strong><br/><br/>Only now do Muula’s words ring in Thistle’s mind.<br/>Her face turns as red as her hair, and she wraps her arms around her chest.<br/><strong>“MY BOOBIES!?”</strong>She screams covering her chest.<br/><strong>“But But But, the magic!”</strong>Turning to Mephis as if she had been betrayed.<br/><strong>“They could see?”</strong>Thistle turns and looks at everyone in the room to see their reaction.<br/><strong>“You tricked me?”</strong>Thistle asks Mephis, not being able to maintain eye contact with her.<br/>