Honeyed Pasture she got me going crazy

His concern was well placed and it was an echoed sentiment that the woman had fretted over time and time again. Where would she go? What would she do? She still didn't know. Rowan gave a small smile as he spoke again, offering to escort her, to kill for her. "My sweet," She hummed out, but gave a gentle shake of her head. "I wouldn't ask such a thing of you." She mused. How easily it would be for her to kill, but, she would not risk such a thing. "I will travel far from here to Silver Creek. Deirdre has a brother who offered me shelter." But it was not assured, he was not his pack leader after all and there was still a chance she would be turned away. 

"I will miss the forest and the sea." She admitted softly. "But the river runs to meet the sea, and I will feel the life force all the same." The witch mused. She had to remain positive for the sake of her children after all.