Whitefish River Go Ahead Face the Day

The Count sighed, but she knew Speedy had a point. If she had been in the healer's position she too would want to get back to work and do what she could, especially as their sole healer. If going back to work was truly what Speedy wanted, then the pack would be here to support her.

Ira hummed in agreeance about Hieronymous. She was pleased that so many seemed to agree with her judgment and so far there's been no reason to question his role. The painted knight had done so much for them and in many ways, he reminded Ira of home...in a good way. However, the train of happy thoughts was cut abruptly.

Her son? The roan woman's face blanked quickly as few memories, a pelt of gold, flashed before falling into the abyss once more. Her son was here, what did she mean missing? I'm— not quite sure what you mean, Speedy? Blackberry is here, I just left him in the den to visit.