Whitefish River It's a magical feeling that no one's got a hold

for @Ira <3

The taste of ginger root still clung to her mouth as she set out to look for Ira. Like last time, this pregnancy came with a bad case of nausea, and it didn't care about all the things she needed to do today. The ginger root made it at least so she could function. 

She trotted along the edge of the river, daydreaming about telling her family the news. She needed to soon because she knew she would be showing before too long. The Constable's scent pulled her from her thoughts and reminded her what she had been doing. The hormones really made her forgetful sometimes. She wondered how Ira was faring so far. She wanted to answer any questions she had and help with any of her symptoms if possible. 

The trail had her continuing to follow the river, and it was getting fresher so she knew she was going to right way. She smiled, thinking of the time she had found Ira resting on rock, and she wondered if she would find her resting today. She needed to, and Speedy would have made sure to tell her that, but whether or not she actually rested as much as she should, the healer didn't know. She had a feeling it would be hard for her. Trail growing stronger, Speedy followed it on, hoping to find Ira soon.