The Sentinels little lost witch

going to answer really quickly just to save the time >>;

Rowan didn't wait too long before Lasher's inky form cut through the tree trunks and she held her breath, eyes downcast. She was trying to be as respectful as she could, feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable around the pregnant female. She had never known how to behave around mothers or their children, it just left her with more questions about herself than anything. Rowan only looked up with Lasher addressed her by name, her grey eyes flashing a bit. "I wish to talk with you about my bloodline." She admitted. "My mother's fears regarding our family - I do not know why she was adamant about my avoidance of our homelands." Across the seas and even here, it would seem, where her clan had taken root and seemed to be stable even against the plagues that threatened their world. 

"Forgive me - it's presumptuous of me, and my mother would be distraught to know I am here...but it leaves me so many questions about myself, about who I am, since she has passed and would not give me any answers herself...and I have an uncanny feeling you might be able to shed some light for me." She understood he couldn't give her everything - she wouldn't even know where to start - but anything would be better than nothing.