Sore, he was sore, but that was only one price to pay for the rank he had been given. The man was determined to socialize with the pack more, get to know them as much as he could. They all cared for Bass and that was enough a reason to socialize with them. He had only been able to do it because the pups were growing older, and he did fear that he hadn't done a good job raising them. Or that they blamed him for Irune leaving. Quelt had a feeling even if Bass hadn't fought, she would have left to her father anyway. So he tried not to beat his head over it. He winced a little with the pain in his left leg all the way to his shoulder. As he sat back and yawned, tongue rolling to the back of his mouth before he closed it. Quelt didn't know how all of them would feel about him, he was here to protect them after all. At least until he challenged for his own pack, in which Abaven would be his allie automatically. Already Bass had said if he failed he could come back, and if he didn't well then he would be a leader. His black tail wagged at the thought. Speech,

Bright dual colored eyes would scan the territory she would now call home, she hadn't found a den quite yet so she'd been spending much of her time near Harmony and her healer's den. When she wasn't there it was easy to guess she'd be with Bass. Worry was hardly an emotion she dealt with very often, but she felt it for her litter mate. He was strong though, and she would never doubt his strength to recover and move on. She didn't have a habit of lingering on her emotions, mental hurt was difficult to inflict upon the dark colored girl. Still if there was one emotion she knew well it was pride and loyalty, and that's what she would be to her siblings to the very end. There was a hunch appearing within that made her realize she wouldn't be leaving Abaven for some time, if ever, so her thoughts would urge the girl to go and meet those who were not her family. Chocolate paws would carry her away from her healer sister's den and further down the rapids, her presence soon coming to be accompanied by another member. She'd take in his appearance and let a polite smile appear on her lips. She'd seen him the first day she'd gotten there, but with the high tension she couldn't remember anyone's name even if it had been stated. Would he be willing to accept company? If he said something, she'd stop, if he didn't she would continue and find someone else to introduce herself to. ""

The woman would catch his interest because of that mark on her face. He had to double take for a moment to make sure that it wasn't Bass. Motif he was used to seeing among other Bass siblings and relatives. But he hadn't seen her before, and for a moment it seemed like she was a bit out of place. One thing though, was they way she carried herself similar to that of his own sister Serra. "You wouldn't happen to be one of Bass' litter mates would you?" the injured giant would say stepping a little closer to her but still staying a comfortable distance away. Quelt didn't want to make her angry or make her hate him. Again like most though, he was taller than her, which made for him looking down a little bit to catch her face. He smiled softly back to her own smile. "My name is Quelt Walker." he stated, leaning to his right to avoid his left leg gaining any pain. It was a bit odd saying his last name was Walker ever since he changed it for his family. He knew that the pups probably wouldn't be very happy at the thought. Most of them had their heads wrapped around that he would never be family. But of course maybe that was also to protect him. Speech,

She?d easily catch his eyes as she passed, his beautiful eyes and interesting pelt would be taken in by her own stunning gaze. As she?d hoped he?d call out to her softly, guessing very much correctly that she found relation in the alphas of the lands. He?d step closer and the girl would halt her advance, a small smile playing on her lips as she gave him a nod of affirmation, "Yes, I?m Rhythm Destruction." she?d lower her head politely as he would give his own name. She?d take it and store it away for future reference as she noticed the hurt he was avoiding. He?d been injured recently and though she couldn?t help him she hoped he?d seen Harmony. "You?re hurt." Her oddly monotonous voice would state, the concern visible in her eyes but not her voice. "You?ve seen Harmony, yes?" ""