Silver Creek a hallowed whisper

She shivered under the praise, noting with pleasure the gentle way that the Alpha approached. She had every right to approach how she wanted - be it quiet and gentle or with stern steps and a heady authority but instead she was quiet and sweet. Rowan offered her a smile, dark nose nudging her little daughter before her tongue drifted across her son's back. "A girl and a boy," She said with a smile, finally tearing her gaze away from the pair to look up at Spring. 

"She is Mona Antha and he is Cortland Tobias." She said proudly. They were names that she knew from her family, but, they were also whispers she had heard. For someone as inclined as she was there was a thought that perhaps these were the souls destined for her children, she wasn't sure.