Silver Creek and the spirits were watching

She could have seen Lasher's face in his son, could have felt his joy and excitement, and she longed for those moments. She couldn't say she was in love with the male, no, but she certainly carried an affection for him. In Casmir she was given the sort of glowing happiness she had longed for. She smiled gently at him, giving a little nod as he explained who he was calling for. Before too long a woman approached and Rowan was respectful, ducking her head down politely. "Ma'am," She greeted. "My name is Rowan Mayfair. Casmir is a cousin of mine." she could offer that at least - even if she was unsure of their actual titles to one another. 

"I was recently.... Dismissed from Donnelaith. I am carrying Casmir's siblings." There was no shame in her, she was blunt and laid out the circumstances of her exile. "I am a healer, and I am happy to help however I can, especially once the children are born to earn our keep." She didn't expect to get by just with her name alone. She would push and do whatever it took to be worthy of their home.