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Novella couldn't sleep. The pups were wide awake it seemed, very lively as they wriggled and kicked around inside of her, making it incredibly difficult for the expectant mother to settle as well. Not to mention the added pressure to her bladder wasn't exactly comfortable and doing nothing to help the matter at all. A walk perhaps would help, at least she hoped anyway and so silently she moved from Frith's side, hoping not to disturb him as she left the den.

It was quiet, she hadn't expected to see anyone else wandering around and yet now the Author would notice the figure of Hecate up ahead. Truth be told she wasn't too surprised, perhaps whilst the lands were still she felt more comfortable, it was a sad realisation though one that Novella hoped that they would gradually be able to help her overcome. They hadn't had too much luck with Sorrel though it seemed, the strange boy still preferred isolation to socialising with the rest of the pack but at least he wasn't petrified like Hecate was. That was what they really needed to help her with, showing her that there were some nice wolves within the world.

She was uncertain on whether to approach the girl or not, or leave her in peace for now. Not wanting to ignore her however, Novella eventually decided upon the former idea. A slow and steady pace she would let out a soft bark in greeting to alert Hecate of her presence and hopefully avoid making her jump. "It's a nice night isn't it? I didn't realise anyone else was out enjoying it." She'd start with simple, harmless talk, her voice gentle and hopefully calming.