Whitefish River One Way or Another

The Constable had been lounging when the call rang. If Hiero's howl had not followed, she wouldn't have even thought twice about not going, but he too called for both leaders. It was enough for her to wager her safety so with a sigh she'd push herself to her paws and make her way slowly to the borders. It would take a little longer due to her pregnancy, but with some time Ira would come to meet both men. Upon spotting the man with a torn face, Ira would stop a good distance back just for her own safety, but still close enough to speak. The gap was purely in case the encounter went south Hiero would have time to intercept the threat. Hello, what business brings you here? She wasn't about to question the state of this man, but it did make her wary. That's not the kind of injury you see every day, it was menacing.