Honeyed Pasture That's it Sir, you're leaving

Rowan didn't mind his approach, her nature a little more cautious with the children growing inside of her. She licked her lips in a slight show of anxiety when he asked if she was okay - well, no, she was the furthest from okay that you could be, but, she couldn't very well tell a stranger of her life. "I have a lot on my mind." She admitted. It was near overwhelming, and maybe had Lasher not perished it would have been easier. She didn't expect to be his mate, but, she did at least feel she would have more support in this. 

"What brings you out tonight?" She asked, curious about the male's reasons - no one who was happy with their lives at home spent a night out alone after all.