The male hummed to himself as he walked across the landmarks from what he could remember. It been forever since he'd been here - wait had he ever been here? Decim shook his head, regardless he had heard stories. Abaven was his target audience so to speak considering the rumors pulled up about his father. Once would think he'd head for sonticus but his sense of adventure told him NO. The thoughts that ran through the man's head quickly left as he arrived at the border. The plains made his bright cyan eyes light up. Smiling as he raised his head in a summoning howl for the alpha of these lands. At least, anyone who could accept him. Sitting down he made sure to stay respectful - there was nothing worst than a bad first impression. He'd keep his mouth shut about a lot of other stuff as well. He was just another male looking to join a pack that didn't seem so much as scary as the other ones. Who knows, maybe he could learn a thing or two while he lived here.

Bass let out a large yawn as he settled on top of his stone den, about to bite into a thin rabbit when a howl sounded for him. Huffing, his ears fell back slightly as he eyed the prey longingly. This winter was as cold as they thought it was going to be, and prey was becoming harder and harder to come by. Standing up and shaking the snow from his coat he kicked the hare off the stone and covered it with snow, he would have to come back for it later. His belly let out a groan of protest as he headed towards the borders, thick white coat making him pretty much blending in with the plains. It took a little bit longer than usual to get to the borders, the thickness of the snow slowing his steps. But when he reached the outside of the plains, his eyes landing on the tri-coloured male. He had never seen him before, but there was something that struck him as familiar. Blinking slowly, he tried to shake the feeling. "Hello there, my name is Bass Destruction, and I am Azat -- or Alpha -- of Abaven. How can I help you?" He asked, standing before the same sized male.

"Speech"

Decim was so intrigued by his environment he had almost forgotten about the winter chill. Already his fur was more suited for the weather as it was, but the life of a loner left him more slim than his usual self. Cyan eyes examined the area once more, before falling onto the man that claimed himself the alpha. It made the man immediately duck his head, as he ought to and was taught as a young child. It didn't matter what he thought of himself or the other, an alpha was an alpha. A king in his own retrospect. Decim's tail flicked out behind him, tugging around his haunches as he softly smiled at Bass. It was thrilling to meet him, but he tried to contain his seemingly childish excitement.

"My name is Decim Walker, I came here on the hopes of joining Abaven." Decim quickly explained through his smile. There was no given that he slightly was distrustful of the man. However it would be ridiculous to assume Bass wanted to harm him at the moment. Decim tried not to fall into his old habits as he shut his eyes before opening them again. "I also came here in the search for my father, you see he's never met me. While he cared deeply for my mother - he had other things to do at the time. I heard a rumor that Abaven was, or is his home." He was hoping to see his father here. Even if he had never met him - nor cared about him. Or maybe he would when he came across him.

Bass' ears strained forward when the man spoke his name, the last name standing out as if they were bolded. Walker. "Any relation to Allen Walker?" He asked. He felt that same stirring of feeling like he had seen this male before, and perhaps it was all because of that last name. There wasn't a lot of Walker's running around, not from what Allen had told him. And to find a relative of his good friend, potentially, was enough to make his tail wag behind him slightly. He said that he had come here in hopes of joining Abaven, and he seemed to snap out of his trance like state a bit. "But um, yes! Joining. Do you know anything of Abaven and how we work, or of our ranking system?" He asked. He had been surprised before about what others had been able to find out about his pack, so he always liked to ask before he dove into the long explanation of everything. It got boring and repetitive, so the less he had to say the better. Decim went on to explain that his father knew nothing of him, and that she was here in search of him. Ah, that would explain it. "If you do mean Allen than this was his home, but he has taken his family to a pack not too far away from here. I am sure that he will answer if you call though, Allen and I have been close for many years." He said with a soft sigh, sad that he didn't have his oldest friend by his side right now.

"Speech"

Decim watched Bass carefully, so he was right! His dad had been here, well it was a relief that he knew that much. Making him smile - he didn't know of Bass' heartbreak. After all the male wasn't even good with that, at any time. He kept himself just distant enough to try and keep a certain level of happiness about himself. "Yes Allen is my father, I'm glad I found you." He raised his ears as he tried to think for a moment. "Mercenary like right? I'm a fighter and a hunter if that helps any." His father not being in the pack wouldn't effect the fact that he had sought this out as his home. "I promise that even if my dad isn't here. I'll be a loyal member of abaven." At least that much was true. After all, he really didn't have a reason to leave and he didn't plan on having one for a very long time. The male wiggled his tail back and forth. His good mood wasn't wavering despite Bass'. Maybe it would rub off, who knew. ""

Ah, so he had been right in assuming that this man was related to Allen. What a small world they lived in. But he didn't remember him speaking of a son named Decim, not that he was upset about it. There were always secrets between friends, was there not? If he could even call the older man that now. Clearing his throat he tried his very best to focus on the brown man in front of him, nodding his head when the man spoke of his own skills. "We have both a hunting and a fighting rank, if one suites your fancy more over the other." He said, pleased that Decim knew about the main aspect of his pack. It wasn't often that he was saved from the explanation of everything, and he appreciated it now. At the man's next words he smiled sadly, his head nodding up and down. "I appreciate your words, Decim. I do hope that you will find your home here." He said, his ears pulling back slightly. This just made him want to talk to Allen more and more, and he knew that he had given himself enough time to think. Maybe he would call his old friend home at last, after this...

"Speech"