Silver Creek Sweet Summer Wind

He dipped his head in a low and playful bow to her. "A lovely name." He did not miss the tremor of her smile though, and felt instantly like he'd bitten into his own hind end by asking. He shook his head softly, eyes meeting hers. "My deepest apologies. I did not mean any offense, nor to remind you." She owed him nothing further, and he would not pry for anything further. He was not a wolf who enjoyed seeing females cry ever, and to ask such a heart wrenching question to a pregnant female would be a suicide mission.

"Since I've gone and shoved my tail in my mouth I must apologize again, I'm normally much better at first impressions than this." He offered her a lopsided smile. "Have you been with the Creek long yourself?" He made conscious effort not to glance at her sides, though he would comment on her pregnancy. "You've got the glow about you, Rowan. Though I believe my mother once told me that comes from exhaustion and nothing magical. I hope that's not the case with you?" He chuckled softly, he'd gotten much of his sharp wit from his mother. "Where are you headed now? Anything I can do to assist you?"