Revisiting Old Memories

Renhett seemed happy no matter what he said. He could probably have told her that the forest was on fire and she would still be smiling. Her mood was infectious, and he found himself beaming back at her. His pale tail wagged behind him slightly, and he nodded as she spoke. Abaven had been the longest standing pack in his day, he was surprised that it was still standing, and that he was still leading it. "You're right Renhett, thank you," her words had been kind a sweet, just the thing that he needed to hear. When she spoke of being in Imperium, he blinked softly. He had no idea that she had joined Valentines pack, she hadn't been at the siege. It would seem like a lot of his members left his pack for Imp, but he had no ill feelings towards it. Well... anymore. He almost flinched at the memory of his falling out with Rhythm, something that he would never have seen coming. Bass was sad that Valentine lost his pack, he had been a great ally when he needed it and father to his niece and nephew. He hoped that they were all okay, where ever they had ended up.

His brow rose when he said that she was in Myraid as well, but that she was considering coming back to them. He smiled at that, and let out a laugh as she very excitedly explained what she had learned. He hadn't heard about mental healing, but he supposed that it was something that was necessary. "Sounds very interesting Renhett, I am glad that you found your calling! But what kind of favor are you doing for someone?" He had nothing against helping others, but he was curious as to what it was. Plus, then he could know how long she would be occupied. He was sure that a lot of wolves here would love to know what she learned.

"Speech"
'thoughts'