Welcome to the family

He was finishing up his patrol the moment that the woman's howl sounded, his head rising from where he was sniffing at a badger den. Ears perked to full attention, he knew exactly what that meant. Taking a deep breath he made his way towards her den, taking his time given the calm nature of her call. It would seem that she was just starting, and it gave him time to clear his head. Bass was trying his best to push away the memories of when Wren had given birth to their first litter, just how swollen her belly had been from the five children. His legs grew more and more stiff with each step that he took, his face contorted into a look of pain. He didn't want to think about that right now, not when Storm needed him. He needed to get out of his head and focus on her needs, not his own. Grumbling, he shook himself firmly and trotted towards her den. It was game time.

Arriving at her den he poked his head inside, seeing the black marked female curled up inside. "I am here if you need anything, I will be just outside." He wasn't a healer, and he didn't want to get in the way. Instead he pulled himself out and sat near the entrance, a guard of sorts. Pale ears were twisted towards the den, trying to focus on the here and now instead of on the past.

"Speech" -- "Italian"