Hushed Willows There are thieves in the temple tonight

Nova noticed the correction, but pretended not to. Why bother? She didn't seem happy that Nova was here, and the elder was tempted to just leave her at that. But she just looked so.... Defeated. It wasn't as if Nova could say so, though. To say such to a pregnant and obviously distressed female being harbored in half secrecy, all by herself? She likely already felt weird, vulnerable, and Nova couldnt help her by making it worse. And so she kept her smile and her spectral eyes were still equally as warm while speaking in her happy, velvety tone albeit a little quieter than usual. 
       "The Crook.... Why are you harboring here, might I ask? If you needed to find a new home, then why not join?"
She could smell the scents of another pack on the female, but the scent of Warbone and his territory was already heavy on her fur. She couldn't help but be curious, she was not only naturally helpful but also a storyteller. On top of that, she was a wolf who liked to KNOW things. Not for any purpose but the knowledge, more information stored among seven years of constant travel.