Silver Creek hers is the strength

if you have time! @Spring but all welcome!

It would have been a lie if she suggested that her thoughts didn't frequently returned to Shrike. She wondered how far away the Caldera was, even what he was up to. Shrike certainly wasn't the first person to be kind to her, but, on the back of the series of missteps Rowan was perhaps more grateful for his presence. She shook her pelt out, the puppies stirring her to a point of needing to get up and move around again.

Beneath her breath she hummed a tune, something old and something beautiful - from the Quarter, so far away. She started at her little nook in the Creek and began to cross the packlands, keeping moving and not letting herself slow down too much.