<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/>Name: Thistle<br/>Race: Human<br/>Age: 18<br/>Class: Barbarian<br/>Status: Freeman<br/><br/><strong>"Oh!? For me! "</strong>Thistle says with excitement on her face like that of a child on Christmas morning in acceptance of the gift from<strong>Josephine</strong><br/><strong>"Thank you Josephine! No one every get's Thistles presents!"</strong><br/>She rolls the object around in her hands looking at it from several perspectives.<br/><strong>"So it goes on like this, right?"</strong>she asks as she sets it in place.<br/>With a giggle<strong>"That's so cool!"</strong><br/><br/>Thistle turns to start wandering towards the smells, but turns back to call out<strong>"Mephis, I will not get distracted!"</strong>she says right before walking into something. Insert street lamp here.<br/><strong>"We wont be long! We can all get treats together!"</strong><br/><br/>Turning towards the others in her group she goads them on<strong>"Come! Comes! Treats are this way!" </strong><br/><br/>Thistle makes her way Pudding stand and orders a service.<br/>When she gets the treat in her hand and is licking her lips about to eat she gets a flash back to Muula's flash flood of cum.<br/>The treat in her hands becomes undistinguishable to her from the seed spilled the other day.<br/>Her face grows gloomy and she mutters out in disappointment<strong>"I'm not hungry any more..."</strong><br/>The growling of her stomach betrays her unconvincing lie.