I'm cracked down

Bass' ears strained forward when the man spoke his name, the last name standing out as if they were bolded. Walker. "Any relation to Allen Walker?" He asked. He felt that same stirring of feeling like he had seen this male before, and perhaps it was all because of that last name. There wasn't a lot of Walker's running around, not from what Allen had told him. And to find a relative of his good friend, potentially, was enough to make his tail wag behind him slightly. He said that he had come here in hopes of joining Abaven, and he seemed to snap out of his trance like state a bit. "But um, yes! Joining. Do you know anything of Abaven and how we work, or of our ranking system?" He asked. He had been surprised before about what others had been able to find out about his pack, so he always liked to ask before he dove into the long explanation of everything. It got boring and repetitive, so the less he had to say the better. Decim went on to explain that his father knew nothing of him, and that she was here in search of him. Ah, that would explain it. "If you do mean Allen than this was his home, but he has taken his family to a pack not too far away from here. I am sure that he will answer if you call though, Allen and I have been close for many years." He said with a soft sigh, sad that he didn't have his oldest friend by his side right now.

"Speech"