Now that was a voice he didn't hear often. Bass' head pulled upwards as he glanced towards the caller, ears pulled forward fully. He didn't talk to Tinaro often, something that should be remedied. He was the only Lastic boy that stayed after the parting of their parents, which had meant a lot to Bass. In fact he was one of the longest withstanding members, something that should be called into attention. Bass wished that he had all the time in the world to spend with each individual member, but he didn't. Between Finch's recovery and trying to find his again distant wife, he hadn't had much time for anything really. Letting out a sigh, he pulled himself to his paws and padded across the clearing towards Tinaro. When he reached the brown and black man, for that is what he was now, he dipped his head in greeting. "Hi there Tinaro, what can I do for you?" he asked, curiously eyeing him. It wasn't often that his members called for him like this, and to say that he was just curious was an understatement.
