Novella couldn't say she knew a lot of the pack members in Ludicael all that well, it was something she knew she probably ought to do something about, there were other wolves living in these lands beyond her fellow Destruction family members after all. She was typically quite a confident young girl, though truth be told she wasn't entirely sure how to go about approaching all of the other wolves within the pack, this however was probably not the way to go about things.
Mismatched eyes caught the glimpse of the white wolf through the mangroves and then she heard his shout and upon closer inspection realised that the man was no longer standing. Cautiously she pressed onwards and through the mangroves to the edge of the small clearing as Magnus began to lift himself off of the ground. This was not the way to properly meet the male, that much she knew a part of her almost felt like she was somehow intruding, perhaps it was simply that he didn't look like he wanted company at that moment in time.
"Are you ok?" All the same, despite her mind screaming at her to just leave him in peace, Novella found the ridiculous question leaving her lips. Of course he wasn't ok, something was bothering him and though she had heard about him losing his leg, she could see that stump clearly for the first time and could only imagine how difficult such an injury was to cope with.
