Silver Creek Long after your gone, gone, gone

Rowan was not immune to the distress of Casmir, worrying over the boy like she might have her own. She provided whatever comforts she could to the duo but still was as respectful as possible, making sure that she didn't crowd them when they needed their time. When Spring's call rang out she moved as quickly as she comfortably could while still being unfamiliar to the packlands. She was not the first to arrive and had no idea if she was the last, finding another dark body there that she wasn't familiar with. 

The pale woman was gentle as she approached Casmir, rubbing against his shoulder for a moment before stepping back. "What does he look like?" She didn't care for the name, as she had heard many before to many others - Casmir's father had other titles after all. What it mattered was how he looked, who she could watch out for.