Burst and Bloom [Bass]

His paws had certainly been full with helping Storm with her children, it didn't help that the summer brought on a terrible humidity that made him feel heavy. Summer also meant that he was one year older, really starting to get up there in age. Without an heir, he was worried that the pack would fall and crumble after his passing. Letting out a sigh, he dragged his body out of the lake and shook out his pale coat. Stretching out his limbs, he started to pant as he made his way towards the den. The kids had been really keeping him on his paws though, their energy had made him start to feel less and less like an old man. They certainly kept him active, that was for sure. Smiling softly, he headed over towards their den to see how they were fairing.

Cutting through the field of dry grass, he squinted his yellow eyes to look passed the heat waves. He could hear the hissing of the snakes at his paws as he walked, but wasn't too concerned. At this time of day they were more interested in soaking up the suns rays. Well, there was more than enough heat to go around for them. Huffing, he skirted around a rock and just happened to catch the sight of a child resting on it. He had to do a double take, the waves of heat distorting the boys gray form. Bass paused with a single paw raised, twisting his head to fully look at Tyranis. "Oh, well there is one of you now. I was just about to go check on all of you," he woofed softly, taking a seat and stretching upwards so that his paws rested on the top of the warm rock. "What are you up to today my boy?" With a tilt of the Primo's head, he peeked around the child to see if there were more puppies on their way. He couldn't see any yet, but they were never far along. There seemed to be a bit of a disconnect between all the children, but there was always that in little ones as they figured out their way. It didn't help that they had no idea who or what their father was, which was why Bass was so adamant on being a part of their lives. Not only as their alpha, but as a strong male role model. Looking back at the white marked boy, he leaned forward to tickle his ribs with his nose in an affectionate manner.

"Speech"
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