Silver Creek hers is the strength

It was part of why wolves had such large litters; the chance of bringing any to adulthood was still slim. She worried for her own in the coming weeks and months, but fretting wouldn't help her. "There is only what you've done so far - to continue, to improve, in his memory." She offered softly. "Would you mind a walk?" Rowan asked, feeling antsy from her faux pas. 

For awhile the two pale wolves continued on their path, Rowan eventually choosing to recline in her own den. The closer she got to her due date the more anxious she became and the more she needed to sleep as well.