King Elk Forest What Arrows

Rowan wasn't uncomfortable, she actually appreciated what came across to her as being thoughtful. Maybe the next time they saw each other she'd elaborate on her situation but the circumstances didn't matter in the end. She couldn't change things. Even if she could, the only thing she would have would be Lasher's death. She would have wanted him present for his children, to keep the pack safe - to preserve what she had come to know Donnelaith as. Rowan she didn't read too far into the male's mannerisms, she still felt relaxed and for her present dangers to be gone it was all she needed. "Whenever you'd like." She offered, trying to be as equally accommodating because it wasn't like she could risk the trip on her own. 

All she needed was the give birth outside of the Creek and just hope by some measure of fate that her call was heard by a friend. "I still have a few weeks, I belive. They just started moving - they still have some growing to do." Rowan wasn't sure of course but she felt like it was the natural progression of things.