Laced With Poison
Ratty yawned in his sleep and rolled over, almost on top of thistle. thistle knew the only way for him to heal was to sleep... but if that was the case, he'd be sleeping a very long time...
R.A.Z.Z.L.E - 94.Reality (ONE SHOT/SLIGHTLY MATURE)
King botticelli had already given ratty the speech about how badly he would skin ratty, if he found ratty's hand in thistle's "cookie jar" as his king put it.
Turning Pink
The lynx had turned to face thistle, who was staring back at him confused. i didn't get why he needed thistle's permission, and clearly thistle didn't understand either as he stood blinking and not knowing how to respond.
Shelter Me From The Cold
"thistle!" i say, glad to see the 'old' dog. thistle looks light years better than what one might think a dog his age may look. he also had his phone out, i can tell he is recording as well.
Poker With a Squirrel
thistle was too dumb to know what was at stake. he just sat there, his cards in his paw, smiling ear to ear joyfully.
To Stalk Or Not To Stalk: Tenderness
Luke noted that thistle said 'tribe' and not pack.
Revaremek The Resplendent: Chapter Four
I’d rather be a thistle.” she held up a hand, and ticked off her fingers. “they thrive anywhere, they still have beautiful flowers for those willing to appreciate them, and they’ll sting the hell out of anyone who mistreats them!” “thistle it is, then.”
Harmony's Edge Part One: The Village
"thank you, thistle," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine warmth. with thistle's back turned, nora began to nurse midnight, feeling his tiny body squirm against her as he eagerly sought sustenance.
A Clean Thistle
thistle grunts before i feel his hooves on the back of my head.
Ze'Tazz - Conception
She leaned down to put the thistles in place when the fireplace shifted. it wasn't huge but it was enough of a quiver to move the thistles and take her notice. eyes going wide she darted to the nursery, door flying open in the process. "it's ready!"
Thistle Thorn's Triassic Tryst (F/M)
So this story was written a long time back, for a good friend of mine known as thistle thorn.
Bringing The Queen To Heel
thistle blurted out and jerked his eyes up higher in the air to nearly meet her own. "yes, you."