Silver Creek the endless pull

Rowan watched the female approach, her posture neutral. Pregnant and alone she couldn't - and wouldn't - risk her place with something so petty as rank. Especially when the other female was just a step above her. "Hello,"  She offered more gently, trying to force herself into warming. 

It was a struggle for her sometimes, to melt into the company of others, to mix herself entirely into the pack. She tried a brief, small smile, another twinge from her stomach. For a moment she was caught off guard, her silver eyes flashing the slightest bit.