The Sentinels house of the rising sun

She was nervous. Endlessly so. It was an unfamiliar feeling to her, making her uncomfortable took a great deal of work - or so she felt. And so she waited. Tried to relax. Failed to do so. Rowan shivered as Aria approached, her head dropping respectfully to look at the woman just about chin level. She breathed out slowly, her tail curling around her paws. "Aria," She greeted softy. 

"I....am not sure." She admittedly, her silver gaze looking up to the pack. "I have felt lost," She admitted. "How have you been doing?' Unaware of the history between the druid and the pale woman, she would have been even more concerned had she been more informed.