Whitefish River Lay your eyes, look up upon me for the better

Evergreen called the meeting to a close. A heavy sigh escaped the constable's nose as her ears fell back. That had gone horribly. There were still things they wanted to address how the pack would be run, about the tree behind them, but it would have to wait for now. Forcing herself to clear her mind, Ira stopped her thoughts from spiraling. There would be time. They had all the time in the world now. This land was theirs.

As Evergreen rushed into the crowd to tend to the sick, Ira stayed behind, watching as wolves dispersed before turning to take her own leave. If any had questions about her or her status they could chat later. She just wanted to take a trip around the borders to try and keep her thoughts away from all of this.