Today was the day that Psalm and Hymn would truly meet their grandmother, and their grand-grandparents. They had been around, but their memories were still forming and they likely wouldn't recognize them perfectly. An afternoon spent with them would surely remedy that, especially now that they could communicate well -- albeit not always perfectly. A smile painted her features as Novel pulled herself upright, rousing the boys from sleep. Quickly she, too, would rise to all fours and stretch her limbs, nudging Hymn awake.
It wouldn't be entirely surprising for them to see that she followed Novel and the boys from the den, but her presence was only growing stronger instead of dwindling as Novel regained her mental stability. Politely she would dip her head to Song and her parents in greeting, feeling a bit out of place among the family. She knew they had to tell them all what she and Novel had decided. This seemed a good a time as any -- after they introduced Psalm and Hymn to their grandmother and great-grandparents, and hopefully with Novel's assistance. "Good morning," she would offer to the three wolves gently, a smile pulling at her lips.
