Homeward Bound

It was a call that he had been waiting for, and was dreading it all the same.

Bass was checking the water levels in the lake, seeing how much had evaporated in the past few days. With this intense heat, even the rapids had gone down a bit. He was worried about the dryness of the lands, a fire could break out quite easily. He hadn't been thinking about his family at all, but the next step that he was going to take with Abaven. When he heard the call from Starling, he stopped dead in his tracks. His heart dropped to his paws, and he looked towards the borders. He didn't know if he wanted to go over there, or what was even going to transpire. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself against all his feelings and calmly made his way towards his son. His face was shut off to any and all emotions as he neared Starling, even though his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. He wanted to run to him and hold him, but at the same time he wanted to bite into his scruff and shake some sense into him. He settled for just letting out a sigh as he sat down before him, looking at him with slightly narrowed eyes. This could go so many ways, and he didn't want to get his hopes up again. "Starling," he said softly, a contrast to his hard outer shell. He still loved the boy before him, there was no doubt about that.

"Speech"
'thoughts'