Silver Creek hers is the strength

When Spring's scent caught her nose she debated if she should go after her or not - not wanting to impose but at the same time she wanted to seek the Alpha out, to learn more about her. She had seen the sort of concern that Spring had, even for wolves that were not her own, and she was grateful for the chances afford to her when others had given her none. Her tail wagged a few times when she was addressed, the pale woman giving a respectful bow to Spring. "Hello," She said with a brief smile. "It's....it's nice here. Peaceful." With the distance between them and any other packs Rowan felt a sense of comfort. Perhaps it was too naive and idealistic, but, she did find herself relaxing here. She'd finally stopped looking over her shoulder for any hidden dangers. 

While she had spent some time in the Forest near them she still spent most of her days inside the packlands. She wanted to try and learn it, to find the places that she and her children would spend most of their time. She didn't want to be unprepared, although it felt like she would never catch up properly. Everything would end up being too soon, too fast. It wouldn't be bad though - she refused to let it be that way. "How are you?" She could only imagine how she was feeling with Laurel and Indra still not home.