Whitefish River The Switch Up

The rabbit that hung from the male's maw caught her attention first, and though she wouldn't admit it, her stomach rumbled quietly with excitement for something different. Ira knew better than to complain when so many pack members were pulling weight for her, but fish never was her first choice in a meal. The Count should have been relieved to hear that all was quiet, but Hieronymous' news meant there was still no word of the missing fathers. She was sure now how she felt, but she knew it was better to keep it to herself. Ira imagined her words would paint a bad image of their only leader and that's the last thing she wanted so she responded plainly, Good....good.

Her gaze followed his to the pups at her side. For now, they all seemed content. Hiero asked if she needed anything else, but truthfully she couldn't think of an excuse, I am alright. If you wish to rest for a moment though, I have no complaints. With Speedy preparing for her own litter, the Count's life had grown quiet. Unless the healer or knight were checking in on her she was left alone most of the time, something she used to find comfort in.