Novel and Dutiron certainly had been wonderful parents in her eyes. They weren't perfect, they'd made mistakes that had once been painfully evident in their first litter. Novella could never fault them for that though, despite the anger her elder siblings had harboured for a while, there had never been anything but love for her parents. "I certainly hope so" She responded to Odette's comment on values. So far her children seemed to be growing up ok, she was proud of them anyway.
She came to a stop beside an old den, it hadn't been used for a while now and who it had once belonged to she wasn't certain. She couldn't even be completely sure that Odette would want to shelter, the weather in the North surely more harsh than the warmth of Threar's lands though she would offer it anyway. "You can this den here to rest if you'd like. I'll be sure to send somebody your way with some food as well, unless of course you'd rather hunt for yourself." Either option was perfectly acceptable, even refusing the food altogether, Novella simply didn't want her guest and new friend to go hungry though.
