ooc;;/ Ahmahgerd I totally forgot about this thread, so sorry! D:
Bass couldn't help but smile up at his son if he asked if he could fight, his head nodding eagerly. "Of course you can fight. Nothing will please me more than to see you fighting for your pack, as well as your family." he said softly. He was very proud of Lark, and could see a lot of himself in this boy. He was still shocked with how fast they were growing up, it wouldn't be long until they were two years old, and were very capable of starting their own families. Oh boy, that made him feel so old. He had not expected to have his first liter so soon, there was only two years that separated his first litter and himself, but it still felt like it was a lot more than that. Taking in a deep breath he chuckled as seeing how excited Lark seemed to be about the aspect of going off to battle. He realized that Lark hadn't done much more but to practice fighting -- that he knew of -- and this would be his first real war. A pit of worry settled in his belly, he knew the downfalls of a siege, but did Lark understand that? He had no doubt that there was no concept of losing in his mind, but it was still something that one had to think of, to weigh the pros and cons. "If we do siege against Sin's pack, if they win, we could lose our home. If Abaven fights and is not successful, Sin could strip Abaven down to the very bone and leave us with nothing." Bass' voice was soft, golden eyes meeting his green gaze to see if he understood the consequences of all of this. While it felt amazing to defend those that you cared for, there was still a lot to think about. A leader had to know what was best for everyone, and not just react based on emotions. There were a lot of wolves who depended on an alpha's word, and it was something that he really wanted Lark to understand.
Lark shrugged it off, saying that they should fight. He could tell that his son was devoured by the excitement of battle, and Bass sighed softly. There was still a small smile on his maw, but there was much that Lark still had to learn. "As a leader, you have to be able to think from all sides. While we would be defending our family, wolves could get very hurt. Are our warriors ready for such a thing, or are they too under trained for something like this. We also have allies, would it be worth it to call in assistance or try to brave it alone? Are we willing to risk the lives of other wolves that are not part of our family?" he asked, only a few of the very questions that he had fought with himself. There was always a lot more to think about than most thought, and to be able to get through all that excitement.
Their conversation rolled forward, as he proposed a rather large proposition to the yearling. His words came out slowly, and Bass could almost feel the uncertainty from the boys voice. "You remind me a lot myself, Lark. Did you know that I was your age when I started Abaven? I had no idea what it really took to be a leader, but I just jumped into it head first. I had to learn as I went, and stumbled a lot. But for you, you can have time to train, and you have me and the rest of your family to help you. I have no plans on dying or vanishing any time soon, it could be many years until you would even have to lead Abaven on your own. But for now, I will always be here at your side." Bass said, bumping his shoulder gently against his darker son. "You don't have to decide right now, I know that it is a big question to ask. Just... think about it, okay? You can tell me when you make your decision."
"Speech"
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