Connor was daydreaming a bit to the point where the words of the Count almost didn't hit his ears, "Oh! Ira!" His ears spiked up and turned his muzzle towards the approaching Count with a smile. As she came closer, Connor dragged his soaked tail out of the water to curl around his paws so that he didn't look like he was phased out of reality. The man gave her a respectful dip of his head, "Yes I guess you could say that," he continued to beam at her for he didn't want to give off to her that something was wrong with his life. "Things have been so busy lately, it's hard to find time to just sit and chat, but I don't mind the work," he continued for he truly just wanted to talk with someone that wasn't about the potential controversy of his pups.
"How have you been?" He said with a tilt of his head, it was a simple question, but a question nonetheless that can go a long ways for someone.
It seemed as if her approach was almost unnoticed as ears quickly swiveled to meet her shortly followed by a smile. Connor confirmed her suspicions or at least said it was something similar. She couldn't deny that everyone had been working harder as of late. The Count gave a small hum as she found a seat along the bank, These months always prove challenging for reasons almost completely opposite of winter. I enjoy the pups though, they provide so much more for the pack despite the early inconveniences.
Kids were always a lot of work but raised correctly and they would be necessary to everyday pack life. She had taken notice of the dwindling adult numbers lately, a troubling sign when paws were needed.
Connor then turned the question to her, how she had been, but honestly, she had stopped thinking about that a while ago. Instead, she was quick to give a small shrug with a tilt of her head, I have been doing better. Hieronymous' help has turned things around for me.
The Count was able to spend plenty of time with her three beautiful pups but was graced with the opportunity to slip away like now for moments of peace and quiet. The itch in her paws had finally eased with her newfound freedom. I am quite thankful, I have never been content sitting still. Den life is not exactly my happy place, but the pups are worth it.
The Count decided to seat herself next to the giant as she hummed along to his words, it seemed the two were just going to casually converse so maybe he should mention his findings a little later during the conversation. Ira couldn't be more spot-on when she said these months have been keeping everyone basically on their toes. She would also mention how the new young have provided so much more and that also couldn't be more true, the male hummed at her comment, "yes they have, they are the future after all," he continued smiling for he truly believed in his statement.
The Count mentioned how Hiero has been helping turn things around for her, "he is quite a helper, I can see why you chose him as Constable," he replied. Hiero was the right choice for he knew that the spotted man was a hard worker, but was Ira aware that he had a crush on her? She must have, but either way, he was glad that the Count had some help. The Rowan wolf continued by stating that it was nice to slip away for she was not accustomed to den life but the pups made it all the more worth it. "I am not experienced when it comes to parenthood, but what I do know is that every once in a while, you need a little "me" time," he casually said, "I know being cooped up in a den for hours upon end would drive me nuts a bit," he chuckled.
Connor was right, they were the future and they had to ensure proper growth for these kids to make sure the pack's future would be just as promising. The Count's eyes were drawn out to the river before them as the summer sun glinted off its clear surface. The Woodward spoke again, this time of Hieronymous' promotion. He's a good man. As things are I see him a suitable leader to follow in my path. It's refreshing to have someone else within the council as well, hopefully, one that will stay.
Ira still wasn't sure the reason for Evergreen's departure with his mate, but one thing was certain, she couldn't do this back and forth power move any longer. She couldn't be left anymore. At least Hieronymous had made his intentions clear, but perhaps he too would end up betraying her. That was unfair of her to think though, she was aware of that. Hiero had promised.
She withheld the sigh that threatened to slip from her as Connor continued. Yes, well...I am quite used to being alone. Parenthood is certainly a change of pace, but I do not regret it.
She was busy in a different way, but as long she has something to focus on, something to do, the roan woman would be fine.
sorry for the late reply! Busy week at work!
Ira spoke well of Hiero, she stated that he was a good man which was something that Connor could agree with. He could tell that the absence of Evergreen made it hard for her to keep the pack uplifted by herself, but the titan thought that she did wonderfully. "If it's any consolation," he began with an uplifting tone, "I think you did an amazing job leading the pack solo," he stated with a friendly smile. He was being very truthful with his words for he was quite impressed with her leadership while she was on her own for it was ideal to have at least two leaders.
Ira was an exceptional Leader.
"Trust me Ira," he began with a chuckle, "he will stay," he said with amused confidence for he was aware that Hiero had a keen liking towards the Count. But the Woodward's eyes became a bit more sympathetic and curious glance as she stated that she was used to being alone which made his guts twist a bit in a sad feeling, how long has she been alone? But she then backtracked by stating that parenthood has changed the pace of her life and that she does not regret it. "You will be a great mother," he stated lightly with an encouraging smile, "strong-willed, fair, kind, you have the makings of being an amazing parent and leader," Connor stated with a heartfelt tone, the male's eyes strong and confident in his statement.
It was always nice to hear that others thought you had done a good job, especially when one had to make hard decisions. There were times that the Count was aware of her decisions causing many to be unhappy, but as long as they agreed with the reasoning she supposed it did not really matter in the long run. Someone had to make the hard decisions after all and they had made it this far.
Once more, Ira could only hope Hieronymous would stick around, though she wasn't too afraid. He had seemed committed from the start, if anything she just had to worry about him stepping down. Even if he did though, the painted man would still be of use to the pack, but for now, she would cherish having split duties. Perhaps. Only time will tell.
It wasn't fully clear to which part the Count referred to, though in her head it answered all of the man's statements. She had never been one to trip over praise, instead, she would shrug it off as her expected duties. Though, speaking of parenting I should probably get back to my kids. They aren't quite ready for me to take long trips away from the den.
She'd offer a nod to the Woodward as she made her way to her paws Farewell, Connor.