While Rowan didn't want to push it was becoming more evident that Laika's scent had faded. Amber was gone as well and although they had new faces - which she had not met yet, out of obstinate nature and her reclusivness - Rowan still worried. Her thoughts frequently passed to the dark Mayfair beta, trying to surmise how she would support him without overwhelming him. She didn't want to be that sort of woman, after all. 

She was stretched in a patch of sunlight, the children exploring the dusting of snow near her. She smiled as she looked at them, laying herself down to let them investigate the change in the weather and the world thry had known thus far. 

Rowan perked up when she caught Casmir's scent. He was good about dropping by since he'd returned, and he didn't hesitate to do so which made her feel good in turn. He wasn't afraid, didn't question his place there, it was in many ways the family that she'd longed for and while the situation was far from ideal it was enough that she'd seen her children blossom as well just for having another bit of company. 

When Casmir approached the children were beyond themselves, reaching up to lick his chin with their happy little yips. Even the more quiet Mona wound herself through his legs before Casmir gave them their present, both puppies investigating and exploring the bone. Rowan smiled at the sight, watching the puppies before she turned her attention to Casmir. It was hard sometimes to remember he was so young - not much younger than she was - but he had so much on his shoulders. 

Rowan reached over to nuzzle against his shoulder before she relaxed again. "Anything on the borders?" It was a question for the state of things, an invitation to speak if he wanted to about Laika, or, to ignore the circumstances completely. 

Rowan let her head return to her paws, silver eyes fixed on Casmir as he spoke. It was unfair. He had been through so much, too much for such a young man. Rowan found her old soul woefully ignoring her own age again in favor of mother henning Casmir. "She would," Rowan agreed with a small smile as she left the thoughts of Laika and the sorrows plaguing the Mayfair clan away. "Come spring I might make the journey to the forest with them. They are too young and the elements too rough to dream of it now.. " Rowan glanced to the children as they played before a pale ear flicked back to Casmir at his offer. 

"I trust you most of all, Cas." Rowan offered genuinely. She lifted her head again to rest her skull against his for a moment before pressing a kiss to his temple and pulling away. "You saved them, and me, you know. We would be lost without you. " She would have found somewhere, surely, but she wouldn't have found another like him. 

"Perhaps you could come with us, then, if you aren't so busy when it warms up." Rowan would still hope that Laika would come home, that Laurel and Indra would return - that Casmir would be given the family the boy deserved. From an outsider looking in they made a beautiful family. Two children between them, a son and daughter to teach and raise, and all the support that could be offered. Rowan would never be so selfish as to tie Casmir down or make him feel like a replacement for his father. Frequently she feared that Casmir felt duty bound to her and she tried to make sure she never crowded the man down. 

As if Casmir had felt her thoughts (perhaps he had - she didn't ask him, didn't dare to) he confessed that he was happy she was there with him. Rowan blinked back her shock before she smiled at him, tail sweeping the ground behind her. "I am grateful every day that our paths crossed." Rowan admitted. She had been lead by the spirits to Lasher to open the door and bear his children and then lead to Casmir to be the rock for him to anchor her and shelter her. She hoped she provided similar comforts for him.