Whitefish River can you hear my heart?

It had been a while since a call reached their borders or at least one that required the Count's attention. Perhaps that was due to Hieronymous' contributions, the male had been keeping her strict patrol shifts in her pregnancy leave. Even though the voice called for leadership, Ira could not leave her kids alone so @Hieronymous would stay behind as she slipped away.

A woman of dark and light sat just beyond the borders, the scent on her pelt only vaguely familiar, but not one she could place right away. To Ira's content, she kept her distance, respectful of the boundaries they had worked hard to set. With so many scents on her pelt she couldn't be looking to join, no she must be a messenger. You have reached Kaistleoki. I am one of the leading figures you requested. What is the purpose of your call? She was careful to keep a pleasant tone despite the more robotic message. Ira had taken note that perhaps it was not best for the leadership to appear as stone-faced as she usually was.