Most wonderful time of the year

*Bass* · 12-08-2016, 02:45 AM

Bass chuckled when she mentioned mud and slush, it wasn't the worst that these territories had seen. Floods, mud slides, and an over abundance of rain had nearly pushed them out of their homelands already. He didn't doubt that more would be thrown their way, but still he remained as solid as he could through it all. He had learned a lot in his years, and even though he had been fond of the idea of retirement he wouldn't ever just give up on Abaven. It had been a nice thought though, to not have to worry about any of this. He would be at a loss of what to do, but still he would have more time with his kids. How long had it been since they had all sat together to just talk? Probably the meeting where he told them that Wren had left for good. The Primo's ears twitched back slightly, a somber sigh leaving his lips. Had it really been that long? It felt like it could have been yesterday, but the days were seeming to blur together faster and faster these days. Licking at his lips, he pushed the thoughts away and instead focused on checking on the herd.

Storm offered up some advice, asking if he had scouted the outer territories. "It has crossed my mind, yes. Even with three lands there just isn't enough to sustain us anymore. I followed a herd into a nearby wooded area, but didn't go much further than that. If we want to take down any big game though, we'll have to find it. Usually the deer stick around here, but with food being so sparse for them it only makes sense that they moved on," he said, folding himself to his rump as he looked across the grassy thicket. Even in winter it was pretty, the slush didn't completely ruin it all. He glanced back at her when she said that she had nothing planned, just resting from some herbs. He hummed in agreement at the company part though, it was nice to have someone to chat to. He just usually went about his business, checking in on the others from time to time. Rolling his shoulders, a yawn parted his jaws just as he was about to ask a question. Shaking his head, he scattered the thoughts of sleep and focused on the darker woman once more. "Have you been able to talk to Quake at all yet? She was quite heartbroken when one of my sons, her old mentor, took off on all of us. From what I've seen she hasn't been able to bounce back just yet... but her uncle is trying his best," In all honesty he was worried for her, and hoped that having someone else teach her would boost her self-esteem and confidence. Kakashi wasn't a healer, but bless his heart he had been giving it his all.

"SPEAK"
"SPEAK ITALIAN"

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