I'm cracked down

Bass let out a large yawn as he settled on top of his stone den, about to bite into a thin rabbit when a howl sounded for him. Huffing, his ears fell back slightly as he eyed the prey longingly. This winter was as cold as they thought it was going to be, and prey was becoming harder and harder to come by. Standing up and shaking the snow from his coat he kicked the hare off the stone and covered it with snow, he would have to come back for it later. His belly let out a groan of protest as he headed towards the borders, thick white coat making him pretty much blending in with the plains. It took a little bit longer than usual to get to the borders, the thickness of the snow slowing his steps. But when he reached the outside of the plains, his eyes landing on the tri-coloured male. He had never seen him before, but there was something that struck him as familiar. Blinking slowly, he tried to shake the feeling. "Hello there, my name is Bass Destruction, and I am Azat -- or Alpha -- of Abaven. How can I help you?" He asked, standing before the same sized male.

"Speech"