A Gosh Darned While

(Outside the pack)

Man it had been a while. None of these places felt familiar anymore, yet Ashmedai knew where he was going. He figured the dainty little wolf he had fancied back then probably had gotten all grown up with her own kids and her own family. Darn, he might even shed a tear thinking about it.

Ashmedai wondered if good old Bass was around to warn him away, or if the man had passed along with his kin. Who was he leaving the pack to again? Judging by the border scent, no one. Apparently Bass was around and just as good as ever... kind of? Ashemdai was never really sure what was good about Abaven anyway, but he also guessed that was none of his business.

He trailed around, trying to find where that once scent was the strongest. He might have poked in and out of the border just a bit, being a tease. It wouldn't be fun to visit Abaven if some feathers weren't ruffled. Finally, after he was pretty sure he was close, Ashmedai called out for Sparrow, hoping she'd answer.