Whitefish River when i'm gone.

The fall weather was beginning to turn towards winter as cooler temperatures and rain grew to be more common sights. There was no stopping mother nature, but unlike last year, Kaistleoki would be far more prepared this time. It's true there were more mouths to feed this year, but it meant more paws to help too and their efforts were paying off as caches began to fill and Speedy's herb supply grew.

The Count was solidifying their ever strong borders when the unfamiliar call rang out. It might have been a stranger at their borders, but the encounter overall was not strange. Ira had predicted the influx of loners at their borders for a while now, and as the leaves fell the number of calls went up. Eshe wouldn't have to wait long as Ira easily made her way to the source, a girl of greys catching her sight. Greetings, you've reached Kaistloki. Is there something I can assist you with?