As the evening hit the lands, Dutiron had retreated to his den to find his mate already there. He'd waste no time in settling at her side, perhaps an early night in order for the ageing Authors. The lands had been rather quiet that day and he didn't think any major issues needing his immediate attention would turn up any time soon, though of course he was to be gravely mistaken.
Novel had stuck true to her word that Novella would be the one to tell Dutiron the news, she hadn't said a single word about their daughter perhaps having something to tell them and so as the man heard a noise outside the den he would be slightly confused. Raising himself from the ground he would step closer to the entrance, mismatched eyes soon taking in the form of Novella and Frith hovering outside. "It's Novella and Frith." He would comment tone curious as he glanced back inside to his mate. He would then continue to exit the den, stepping outside to join the pair, intrigued as to what had brought them here. He wouldn't be worried for now, they hadn't yet given him any reason to suspect the worst after all. "Good evening, is everything ok?"
