His son wasted no time at all coming to his side, and was quick to greet him as well. He couldn't help but notice the worried tone to his voice, and was fast to offer him a small smile. "A lot has happened recently, Lark..." he said slowly, ears pulling back at the thought of Novella's fall and the loss of their neighboring pack. Not only that but the loss of his friend Allen, who had always been there for him no matter what. "I wished to speak to you on a few things though, as well as hear your thoughts on a matter of interest." Golden gaze met green as he looked up at his taller son, still in awe that he had surpassed his own height. He swore that they were all getting bigger by the day. "As you know, Threar has fallen. Sin took it from them even though they did nothing to provoke him. I have plans to lead Abaven, with Imperium's aid, in a siege against his pack." He paused, looking over Lark's features to try and read his reaction. "When Allen heard of my plans he disagreed and left, even though I have no intention of going to fight without speaking to the rest of the pack. Allen took his family and left Abaven, and I do not know where they have gone," Bass stopped again, clearing his throat to try and hide his sadness and disappointment. "And what are your thoughts on the matter?"
After listening to Lark's reply, he only hesitated for a few heartbeats before moving on to the next topic. "I also wanted to ask where you interest lay. I know that you are a strong fighter, but have you ever thought about leading?" His brow raised, waiting to see if the boy had any idea where this was going. "Abaven has no heir. I wanted to ask you if you would like to have this rank, and begin your alpha training."
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