Hoshor Plains The Calvary has arrived, but it's just one guy.

@Ira C:

The pack meeting had newcomer Connor in a twist, he felt the aura of pain of each member during that conference, and he wanted to make a difference. The titan was the type that helping others gave him the dopamine that he craved, assisting made him feel good about himself, it made him feel like he was worth something. Back in the mountains of Colorado, aiding others was everything, he was told from time to time that even if it looks like someone doesn't need help, you should lend your paw anyway. The titan didn't see that ideology as a bad thing, the more teamwork, the more tasks get done so they don't get left in the dust since Connor was a hard worker, he wanted to do anything within his ability to do so.

The cinnamon male first met the headstrong leader with Hiero, she had the ability to command like it was nothing and like she was doing it her whole life, Connor was fond of those who seem to have their head in the game all the time but he was a jokester at heart. The man did have to admit that she looked like she needed to loosen up a bit, then again, she was under a lot of stress due to the fact that the previous count had to step down due to an injury. The large man traveled to the river where he first met Ira, perhaps she was there? He wanted to demonstrate to her that he was true to his word and that he is the type that is determined to get things done, but he knew deep down that he didn't need to prove anything to anyone.

Connor's gaze swept the area where he stood, his coal tipped paws were at the bank of the river with a curious expression on his face as he wondered where she could be.