The howl that called out for him was very vaguely familiar, stirring up very old memories. He couldn't quite place it, his mind reeling to try and place her name. It took him a moment to really respond, trying so hard to remember her that he hardly had time to remember to head up there. Shaking himself, he rose to his paws and started towards the borders. His brows knitted together, and as he neared he finally saw her. Surreal. Her mother used to lead Valhalla, a pack that he had spent a little time in. An easy smile replaced his uncertainty, golden gaze glancing slightly over to the big red male that stood at her side. He seemed to be related to Surreal, their scents were somewhat similar. "Now there is a face I didn't think I would see again. Greetings Surreal, it has been awhile since I have seen you. Over three years now." He said with a smooth chuckle. Bass hadn't run into another wolf from Valhalla for quite some time, not since he had laid claim to his own pack lands. Glancing again at the big male, he dipped his head in greeting. "I am Bass Destruction, and I am Azat of Abaven. What brings you to my borders today?" he asked softly, taking a seat before the two and curling his tail around himself.
