Whilst her mother's shouting had been horrible, Novella would find that although far calmer and quieter, her father's disappointed, disapproving tone would feel far worse. She would feel guilty for causing this emotion in her parents, for getting poor Frith into trouble and yet the girl wouldn't feel completely remorseful for it. She had met Frith, spent a wonderful night with him and she truly hoped that they could be friends if they ever got past this awful mess she'd dragged him into.
To make matters even worse now, Dutiron would also confront Frith directly and Novella would quickly try draw the attention away from him once more. She would take the blame for this, it had been her idea after all and her parents now angry with them. She honestly had no response the comment directed at her though and before anything could be blurted out, she would look to Frith as he would speak up and to Novella's surprise and relief he would still wish to join the pack. Gods she hoped her parents allowed him to after all of this.
She would look to her parents once more, a hopeful expression on her face almost pleading for them to say yes, let him stay. Had the moment been lighter-hearted she likely would have even jested they could go and find him a den of his own though she would only dare to speak the more serious statements out loud right now. "Please can he join?"
