Hoshor Plains Time asks no questions, it goes on without you

for @Ira whenever you have time!

Things had returned to some semblance of normal, sort of. She knew they still planned to move from the plains eventually, but everyone seemed to have established their own routines. The healer certainly had plenty to do, which she was thankful for, but she hadn't checked on Ira in a while to make sure her healing was still going in the right direction. So today, she had set out to find the Count. Snow fell heavy from the sky, causing her to pause every so often and shake the cold stuff from her fur. After a while of attempting to track the leader down, her fur had become soaked. Shivering and uncomfortable, Speedy began to sprint towards a thicket she had just spotted in the distance. The cover it promised was like a beacon that shined through her dreary surroundings. 

When she finally reached it, she shook her fur out multiple times, desperate to extricate as much moisture as possible from her thin coat. She was still freezing, but she at least had found some relief from the snow. She took a seat and looked out around her, still occasionally shivering some. It seemed looking for Ira would have to wait until the snow fall lessened.