This land is our land

*Bass* · 08-18-2016, 02:31 PM

After his chat with Karabela, he felt like he was walking away with a bit of a lighter heart. But before anything was made final, he needed to talk to his family, most of all Lark. He had promised this pack to his largest son if he had ever wanted it, although the brown wolf had never shown any real interest in it. Still, he enjoyed going to Lark for advice, and they hadn't talked for awhile. He also wanted to ask about him and Lillie, it wasn't often that he saw him get close to another wolf. So he walked away from Raba with his nose to the ground, trying to pick out his sons scent among the rest of the pack. It didn't take him too long to find the trail, and he hoped that he hadn't left just yet. Letting out a bark, he fell into a trot as his yellow gaze looked around for him. "Lark? Are you still around?" he called out, pausing to scan the horizon.

As Bass looked around, the first wave of anxiety crashed into him. Would his kids hate him for wanting to give up Abaven? It had been their home ever since they had been born, they knew nothing else but these lands. They could still stick around her, Karabela had said something about claiming new lands if she did take the lead. So Serpent Plains could still be their home, without the weight and the pressure of a pack behind it. They could relax and just enjoy each others company, and come and go as they please. He would miss fighting, he had no doubt that he would visit the battlefield often. Or he could join Karabela's pack, but he wanted to go with his family. If they split up, then fine. That would be that, he wouldn't be able to fight them on it. But he wished to hold them fast, to fully retire and just enjoy life with his kids at his side. Letting out a sigh, he flopped down to his rump. He hoped that this ended well. The last thing that he wanted to do was to disappoint everyone.

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