Hushed Willows There are thieves in the temple tonight

Nova paused, brow furrowing in thought. On closer inspection, the elder realized this must be the pregnant female Warbone had taken in. She lowered her head and kept her distance, trying to convey that she wasn't a threat. She saw her fur rise and tipped her head. Nova understood that she was pregnant and hormonal, but would she really attack an elder that only wanted to help? Hopefully not. She wasn't sure what Warbone would think of it either, but it didnt matter for it hadn't yet happened. She spoke of an Arkham, and it took a moment for her to realize she meant Warbone. When she did though, she nodded and smiled warmly.
      "I am. Nova Rose. And you are?"
She wondered why she was HERE, and alone, but that wasn't a question that needed asked right now. She was more worried about her health, both mental and physical. What could she do to help?