Rowena is relieved that the spotted mare greets them with such warmth and welcoming. It appears there won't be a fight here today, and this is just what Rowena wished for. She softens her stance and her ears turn forward as they join the conversation.

Rowena is instead intrigued by what is said. It appears the way of life Rowena was raised with in the Coven is catching on. Mares everywhere are breaking free of tradition and taking control of their own lives. Stallions are no longer the dominant sex.

She has mixed feelings on the topic, not that Rowena feels mare shouldn't walk on even footing, but where Rowena is from, the Coven was one of the only mare-dominated groups in the region and they were tied together by a common hatred. Because of her upbringing, Rowena learned to hate stallions too. The was taught they they were driven by a lust for violence and control. They had no capacity to love and only used mares for brief physical pleasures. It would be assumed that bonding with the likes of Vodnik would only reaffirm those teachings, but it didn't. The more time she spent with Vodnik, the more she learned about who he was beneath the tough facade. And despite everything she was taught, Rowena still believes in love. Her imagination still runs wild with fairy tale romance and happily ever afters. She refuses to turn into her mother.

Doubts will not make her decisions for her though. Rowena is going to go where fate tempts her to go, and right now, it's tempting her to the Peak. She has unfinished business with Macabre. After that, Rowena will likely return to the Ridge, if not to stay, then just to talk. She has so many questions for the new face of the Ridge.

"I'll be accompanying Macabre to the Peak for at least a little while. I haven't given much thought to my future as of yet.", Rowena answers honestly. She opens her mouth as if to say more. There are so many questions burning inside, but now is not the time to ask, not with Macabre here, and not with so many other heavy topics weighing on her mind. She instead falls silent. Waiting for any cue to either continue to end the polite conversation at hand.