Dangerous woman

Bass knew that this area was full of two things; wolves looking for packs, and those looking to fight. To him, either would be a nice distraction at this point. He wandered across the bloodstained land, his pale tail slowly wagging behind him. Abaven had grown quiet again, but he knew that he was to blame for that as well. He had no commanding ranks, and because of that all the training fell to himself. He had really been thinking on Tinaro's challenge, and he really thought he was going to do it now. No one else had stepped up to challenge for the position, and the young man had guts to ask for a rank that high. He shook his head to scatter the thoughts, seeing two woman gathered close by. One was black and a bright green, and she smelled of Myraid. The other was a brown woman with bright blue eyes, smelling of no pack at all. Ah, a recruitment? It wasn't like Bass to butt in, but there wasn't anyone else hanging out right now. Trotting over to the two of them, he nodded his head to both ladies. "Good afternoon, were you two looking for a battle, or does the lady need a pack?" he asked, his gaze resting on the stranger. He glanced back to the odd coloured one, if she had been here first and this was a pack thing, he would allow her to speak first. But the chocolate woman was allowed to have options, and he too would tell her about his own pack. But if this was a fight, well maybe he should test his paws in a two against one battle.

"Speech" -- "Italian"