King Elk Forest a brief reprieve

Two options leapt to Roman's mind when it came to her statement - either she referred to her pale coat and blending in, or, she still carried some of the weight of child bearing and birth. Neither option would have offended Rowan, she was comfortable in her skin and she was proud of her children. The names were exotic, both Eshamun and her pack sported a language Rowan was unfamiliar with. "Rowan Mayfair," she offered, finding no harm in offering the amber woman her name. 

"My home is beyond the forest, surrounded by creeks." She explained. She still was protective of the pack itself, guarding it like a secret because of Cortland and Mona. She felt like she owed it to Spring and Casmir as well to ensure no harm came to the pack. "Forgive my curiosity - your name, and your packs - what are the origins? I don't believe I've encountered names like them, they're lovely." Rowan hoped she'd be more comfortable sharing details about herself, it would save Rowan and stumbles herself.