ooc ;// Coming home from the siege! Imp members are welcome to post here as well to collect the little ones, as well as seek medical aid if they haven't already. So the war had been won. Hellstrom had fallen, Sin plucked off of the throne that he had stolen. He headed back towards Abaven at a slower pace, leaving room for the injured to stay with them. It had been... shocking to say the least. The numbers of wolves that had shown up at Sin's side were not what was expected, leaving Bass standing with Valentine and many other members with no fight. A lot of wolves were coming home without any wounds, and while he was thankful he couldn't help but feel... disappointed. He had hoped for a bit more, but perhaps that was his fault for showing up with so many wolves. But he had done it, he had avenged his family's fall, and planned to expand Abaven to give them more room for the members of Threar to be with their family. Already his pack was bursting at the seams, he needed more room if he wanted to add more family to his ranks. Bass paused as he looked back at the group behind him. The young ones of Imperium were in Abaven with his own children, and he swiveled to look at Valentine. "You and your members are welcome here Valentine, if you wish to rest before returning home. If you need medical help just let me know, the healers should have been gathered from the Estuary." His golden gaze roamed around the crowd to try and see Starling, but he didn't see the boy yet. His heart pounded with worry, but he knew that he was okay. He had to be. Shaking his head he let out a sigh and pushed forward, the feeling of the familiar landscape soothing to him. He was home, finally. He tipped his head back and let out a quick, short howl to alert the rest of the pack that they were home. "Talk" "You" Think

The healers had packed up as the masses passed through, words of victory in the air. Looping her bags around a stick, Sparrow gathered her herbs and set off with the group, as she assumed all the healers would. The girl breathed slowly, checking each family member to make sure they were safe. They were all so dear to her, she was thrilled to know they were all safe. Rhythm, Motif, Harmony... Even Ashmedai had shown his face, promising to come back shortly. Sparrow tried not to think about it too much, though a small smile tugged at the corners of her maw. Sparrow wasn't far behind her dad. He said the Imperium wolves were welcome to come and be healed. Sparrow hoped Ashmedai had heard and that Valentine would let him. Bass looked back, and Sparrow offered a smile, but it became apparent that he was not looking at her, or searching for her face in the crowd. His eyes passed by her form without hesitation, seeking out some other body in their midst. Who was he looking for? Was someone badly injured? If they were injured, she would have seen them and tended to them in the estuary. Her heart set to beating a little faster and Sparrow eyes her father questioningly. Who was he looking for? "SPEAK!"

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Rhythm's form would trot easily at the front beside Motif and with a nice view of Valentine's backside. She'd enjoy the view as they crossed back over into Abaven. While she had a lot of fun she was ready to get back to her babies. With an eager call she'd summon her two little ones to her side, smiling triumphantly as they basked in the glory of their victory. Before finding Rhys and Rhyme she'd stop at Sparrow's side, nuzzling her affectionately with a smile as she continued on. Seeing the battle had been an educating experience, she hadn't known what she was getting into. She hadn't fought though, as many of her pack mates hadn't either. ""

While not quite as disappointing as the one before it, this siege had been rather anticlimactic. It seemed like the opposition hadn't been all that keen on defending their pack. The odds had been stacked against them, sure, but that did not excuse their lackluster defense. Those that had stood had been easily defeated and the King himself hadn't been able to find an opponent. Instead he'd simply stood on the sidelines and gabbed with Bass. His wolves had preformed flawlessly; not a single one had fallen. And while no where near the amount of slaves he'd been hoping to earn for their efforts, Imperium had walked away with a pair of them. Several of his members had behaved admirably and Valentine intended to give them the recognition they deserved. His gaze darted to Bass as the Azat turned his attention on him. Valentine dipped his head in thanks before replying, "That's very kind of you, Bass." After Bass's call rang out Valentine's gaze roved over their surroundings. Any second now and his kids would come bursting in. Well, Rhys at least. Her reaction was easily predicted. "Bass," he began, "in light of our victory I would like to hold a celebration of sorts, a feast for the fighters." Among other things he wanted to give his members the recognition they deserved. "If that's something that interests you, Abaven is welcome to come. The only thing I ask is that you bring something to share." ""

Angelus was over the moon. His first victory! He walked with his head and tail held high. The yearling exuded pride; if ego held weight it would have been hard for him to keep his head aloft. Not only had he acquired his first real fight victory, but he'd taken a captive. More importantly, Evangeline had not! He felt useful and he felt proud, but above all else, he felt powerful. It was a fantastic, exhilarating feeling. Angel felt like he could take on anyone and anything and win. Taking his place beside his father, Angelus glanced behind him in search of his slave. He doubted she'd run - who could possibly be that foolish? - but he wanted to keep an eye on her anyway. Angel was also looking for his sister. Maybe she'd check his slave over and look at her wounds for him.

As he was gazing over the crowd, his eyes found that Sparrow was gazing at him with a worried gaze, and he offered her a smile. "I saw the rest of you kids join us, but I haven't seen Starling yet. Did you see him when you left the Estuary?" he asked softly, stepping forward so that he could nuzzle his daughter. "We should talk later too, I was told that your healing skills have improved a lot. I am proud of you, Sparrow." He added, placing a kiss on her cheek before he eyed the growing crowd. Had Lark even joined them? He frowned again, but he knew that they would be along shortly. Maybe they had been worried about Finch and the other pups, and had run ahead to see them. Valentine's words pulled him away from his search, golden gaze lightening when he looked at the taller man. That sounded like a great idea, he had been thinking of doing something for the two packs as well, but it would seem that he was beaten to the punch. "Maybe even get that fight we talked about out of it." he teased, a grin on his maw. "It sounds great through, we will be sure to catch and bring something for us to feast on." His head tilted to the side as well, an idea coming to his mind. "Perhaps we could trade for some of Katja's drinks, I am sure that this victory calls for a bit more than just fresh meat." "Talk" "You" Think