Hushed Willows friends let's commiserate

Nova was snuffling about in the Crook, for once, enjoying the cool shadows today to the barren landscape outside. It was a surprise to her, however, as Tavi looked directly at her. "Good, you're here too." 
Did she hear that right? The alpha seemed not only pleased to see her, but needed her. Was something wrong with her, or Tamborine? Grace had told her mother of their encounter: why would the alpha be calling for her if they needed healing? The golden female glided forwards, ghostly eyes blinking curiously. 
       "You need me, Octavia?"
For a moment, she wondered if she'd imagined it all, and half expected the grey female to snap at her like the elder was crazy.