His mom would explain that the woman was a paperback and the name stuck out somehow. Paperback was someone in the pack that was injured or needed help, which Novella explained once more. He would not when his mother suggested that he bring something to her to help her feel included but he wondered how to go around it. If she wasn't a huge fan of being social and struggled to be here right now, then how would forcing her deeper into the event help her feel more included? He shrugged it off, picking a plump rabbit off of the pile as he trotted over to her, his eyes holding a friendly tint to them. "Miss Hecate? I brought this for you! I'm Fate." He watched his words carefully as he placed the rabbit down in front of her, sitting down about a wolf length away from her with a certain eagerness in his eyes.
