Threar had grown quiet since the festival, he himself had been a victim of sloth right afterwards as well. Though like Novella his mind was already thinking of ways to light a fire beneath their member's rumps. While a few of them were still recovering and healing there were a few others that needed to step up their game. Not that he was throwing around accusations, he was just a guilty. He needed to spend more time with them as well as his children. Fate and Luck should have been getting along very well in their hunting by now, and he'd barely been able to see them perform so far. He'd been particularly focused on their food supply, while he'd gone out and hunted with the Donostrea leader, Glacier there was still more food to be got. More worrying to go through.
He had that on his mind as he loped back to the den for the night. He'd get a quick sleep and then head back out to track the herds. He was so engrossed in his thought that he wouldn't make note of Novella's presence until he was near on top of her. The pair hadn't quite made it back to the den when Frith about ran into her. "Hello, dearest." He'd offer her quietly as he came forward to nuzzle her. His stress was obvious in the way he carried himself, but his wife would help to calm hiss anxieties.
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