Hideaway Strath never give power to the big man

 

Hemlock had barely spent any time in Rollo's company - and truth be told she rarely spent time with anyone who wasn't a Fearghal with the exception of Tapat. He is probably one of the few she seeks regularly, but, it is with a purpose as his medicinal treatment continued. So far she wasn't sure if it was working or if he had noticed anything and she still holds out hope that it might improve matters for the boy. When Rollo greets her it is with an overly familiar method, Hemlock's green eyes particularly seeking across his form. He isn't obvious in his submission, barely doing what is required but she is not in a position to assert herself physically beyond the stiffening of both her gaze and her posture. Her protective nature is exceptionally high now with her children growing steadily. 

"We have not," But he was outspoken she remembered at the trail of Olive and Dakarai but since he has been a mere ghost, present but doing nothing to make his presence or position known. Where Hemlock has embedded herself in the pack as if she had never spent any time away from it, others had not been so keen on earning their keep, and she wars mostly with her hormones and emotions as they rise and fall. "It is Rollo, is it not?" She at least knows the names of the others - even down to the young Seri who came to them with an aunt who had vanished. It was her job to know her wolves - but even more than that she still feels fiercely protective of the concept of Teaghlaigh.