She missed Frith deeply too. Since their relationship had officially begun they hadn't spent a night apart from each other and now suddenly this illness was keeping him away. Novella understood of course it was for the best, though it didn't mean she liked it one bit. If it wouldn't have isolated him further from the pack and made it difficult for him to take a walk when he felt well enough, Novella probably would have suggested he at least take their second den to relax in a far more pleasant space than this den he'd claimed now.
He would be awake as she called out and she would venture slightly inside now to avoid talking to him at quite a distance. Evidently some space was needed, they couldn't afford her getting ill as well. His words would seem to be a lie as a coughing fit took over him at the end of his response. How she longed to comfort him, whether he seemed strong or not she hated seeing him like this. "Are you sure about that?" She questioned, the look on her face certainly suggesting that she knew better. She didn't particularly want to say the words out loud, but he looked awful as well.
