Dutiron had spent a fair amount of time watching Novella and Frith rather closely since the ordeal of the latter's arrival in Ludicael. Neither had stepped out of line yet, had continued through with their punishments though it seemed that it wouldn't keep them apart. Distracting himself he sought time with his mate, these moments of isolation would soon be rare once more once the children arrived. They hadn't yet spoken to any of their family about it, though it was likely such a talk would need to come soon before the pregnancy became too obvious.
They would be disturbed now however and by one of their eldest children. Though they had hoped for a moment of peace and quiet, the man certainly wouldn't ignore his daughter and would rise and make his way to the entrance of the den, certain that Novel wouldn't be far behind him as he emerged into the light and shifted to leave the entrance clear for his mate. "Symphony, is something wrong?" He certainly hoped not though it was clear not all of their eldest children had forgiven them just yet and he couldn't help but grow a little worried for the need to talk because of it.
