She would be lying if she said she didn't feel the desire that her body held for her mate, the season causing her to want his touch. Such thoughts were slightly easier to subdue since she was recovering from the sickness, but she knew as time continued and her health returned that thoughts of children would begin to hoard her thoughts. She her form would lean into Dutiron's leg he would greet her, "No, I'm definitely real." Though it was rather morbid humor she would put on a smile, listening as he easily caught her up on all the happenings.
She was sad to hear so many of their family had been effected by the mystery illness. Especially her tiny grandchildren, the simple thought of them going through the awful hallucinations would break her heart. She only had to cling to the fact that they were now recovering as she was. Novel would have never wished such an episode, especially on ones so young and that she cared about so dearly. She would nod in acknowledgment, and try to keep her hopeful smile. At least they were all recovering.
He would go on to tell her of Harmony, her sweet grand pup who had apparently left the pack as well. Ears would fall to her skull as she thought of what Lyric could possibly be thinking about such actions. Probably much like herself when her own broods had disappeared. "I look forward to seeing Harmony, and meeting Wren." she would look away for a moment, realizing the depth of what had been placed on Dutiron's shoulders. "And.. I'm sorry." her dark gaze would find him again, "I'm sorry you've had to deal with this alone."
