Razor's Edge

*Bass* · 02-18-2016, 01:57 PM

Bass felt bad, this man was dead set on finding something and Bass held no answers for him. There was something about the way that Basileus held himself, something that let even a stranger know that he was determined. There was an end goal in this wolf's mind, and nothing could stand in his way. Perhaps it was the way that he kept himself closed off, or his gentle prodding for information without demanding it outright. That is why he found himself feeling guilty for not knowing anything. He thought that their conversation was going to come to an end when he stated that his question was answered, but instead the red tinted man carried it on. He asked again about his alpha stature, and Bass nodded his head. "Sì, il mio nome è confezioni Abaven. Noi viviamo qui in Oriente, pianure serpente, rapide monumento, e le macchie fruscianti è dove facciamo la nostra casa." Bass answered. He didn't know if Basil even knew where those lands were, but he would be more than happy to show him where it was. When he scented the air, he didn't smell the claiming scent of a pack. Why was he so curious then, about him being an alpha?

ooc:// Sorry for the terrible tag. D:

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