Dragoncrest Cliffs (everything is) debatable

It wasn't unusual for Rosalyn to forget that the pack had other children besides their own. They were out of sight, out of mind, but there was a credit to be given here. The family that raised the other children of Sapphique was strong, such that she had not seen the need to intervene. A large part of her had wondered when the pregnant wolf (not a woman, so she had learned) had appeared upon their borders seeking shelter.

There was some scorn within her, unavoidable, seeing him cast off womanhood like some kind of curse. But she would not comment, nor hold it against him, if he chose to be less than what he could be.

They were presenting their children to the pack, and as the summons came, Rosalyn moved with mild interest towards the location. When was the last time she had been around children who were not her own? She could not recall a time.

Arriving at the gathering, she stepped forward to unabashedly inspect them, though she did not move in close. She would wait for them to come to her, not wishing to scare, but not immediately endearing herself either. Having taken them all in, she looked from Zephyr to Hyacinth, awaiting introductions and names. She would introduce herself to them once she knew how to address them.

Gdi ofc Rosalyn would be a little terfy x.x she's a wolf boomer