Silver Creek a hallowed whisper

It was a sweet lovely sight watching Rowan and her pups.  A beautiful sight in deed.  As Rowan spoke of how Cortland could not be filled a twinkle lit up in her eyes as she remembered how Hazel had been the same way.  Hazel...  she pushed the thought aside.

Rowan continued on to speak of how surprising it was with her young even after having been around so many other Mothers.  She gave a small nod of understanding.  "I know how that feels."  She said softly as memories of Hazel came rushing back.