At her father's call Novella would be hesitant to venture forth to join them. She had certainly found out about the illness, had avoided it herself though witnessed its effects upon her two cousins within the lands, both Satu and Iorwerth were very poorly and by now she'd certainly heard that it was spreading. There was little that she could actually do to aid them however, she was not a healer after all, she knew a little but definitely not enough that would help anyone when it came to this dreadful illness.
Eventually though the desire to help would get the better of her. Perhaps she couldn't aid in working out the cure but maybe she could help take it to others in the pack or fetch any herbs they needed. There had to be something she could do to help and with that thought Novella wouldn't hesitate any longer and would make her way to the meeting.
She would greet her father first with a small nuzzle. Her attention would briefly turn to Symphony and a sympathetic look would cross her features for her sister and poor little nephew. She'd heard that Symphony had returned though hurt but Novella hadn't been able to see her yet. Though tempted to join her, she instead would seat herself beside Song, leaving Symphony with the comfort of her mate and children. Silently she would look back to her father and await his words.
