Whitefish River I Fucked With the Forces That Our Eyes Can't See

Of course, Hiero was quick to answer the call. Changing directions of today's duty to go and find where Ira had called them all for a meeting. The burden of keeping her secret safe of the missing pup was heavy, but he kept it regardless and did what he could to keep a cheerful face despite him still to this day trying to find any trace of the young man as he could. No fur or prints found, it was hard to ask anyone to sniff around for him and so all he could do was never give up.

Speaking of keeping a cheerful face, as the painted man approached the meeting place and saw the mother and her child, he smiled at them both. A softer, sweeter one for the little ones and a sway of his tail before seating himself for the hearing near the front - well, where the front would be without getting right up into the Count's face.