King Elk Forest What Arrows

She wasn't in the career of gaining knowledge about the packs nearby. She didn't want to use the details of his life against him and she certainly didn't have malicious intent. If there was a vicious bone in her body it certainly had been tapered off by the pregnancy. With the turmoil surrounding their conception and her expulsion from the pack, now all she longed for was the peace and quiet that might come in the later weeks. After that there would be no peace to be found, after all. Rowan's ears perked a bit as he spoke, retaining the Caldera's name for future prospects. She didn't know the ties between the Caldera and the Creek after all. "I live in Silver Creek, over there." She nodded behind her, just looking back in time to watch his gaze shift to her swollen stomach.

She smiled faintly, nodding then at his words. "Thank you, I guess." She teased gently before she sat down. It was easier than to just settle a bit and relax her body. "They've gotten quite active lately." Rowan admitted with the flick of her tail. Of course she was taking risks with being open with the male but she did not feel that he had vicious intentions. Had he, why would he be so close to the pack where they were but a call from her away? He also didn't smell like he'd been anywhere near Donnelaith so they could not be agents of Aria's. 

She was fighting the restless feeling that constantly plagued her. She'd just gotten comfortable and yet she wanted to move again. There was a twitch to her stomach, a little trill of rejection from the puppies and she gave a small laugh. "Apparently they do not appreciate talking about them like they aren't present." She said with a mischievous smile before her gaze returned to the male's.