Whitefish River I will cover my eyes,

Probably my last post feel free to archive or do one last post

Surprisingly, the other seemed to have little to say about Hieronymous. Maybe that was more normal than she originally considered, but it did not really matter. As long as her packmates got along which from what she had heard sounded like wasn't an issue. Ira couldn't help but let out a single chuckle at the other's inquiry of her word choice, but really what other way could she describe their newcomer?

Yes, rather large like you and I. Thick brown fur, reminds me of a bear or our...previous Count. She couldn't help but let out a slight sigh recalling the missing man. She couldn't dwell though, he was in the past now. Ira offered a small nod as she realigned her focus to their task at hand, Yes, let's finish up then. Covering the last of the borders shouldn't take long, especially with the company.