It seemed that there was something else that would be forming in the child's mind. Similar to the topic at hand though and yet certainly quite a different thought, one Novella herself couldn't recall ever wondering nor having heard before. She couldn't help but smile, even if Varda corrected her own imaginings, knowing full well that couldn't happen. How she was wrong about them growing slowly though, they grew far too fast for her liking.
"That's right." She wouldn't point out her disagreement on the word slowly and instead simply agree with her daughter. "No cocoons for wolves" Though Varda's own smile would fade towards the end of her comment, Novella would keep a small one in place as nuzzled her gently. "You don't want to rush growing up anyway" She informed her softly. "Just look at Aslan, he's all paws and head where he's trying to grow too quickly!" Her firstborn was indeed growing at an even more alarming rate than his siblings.
