A Day in The Life

*Bass* · 07-02-2014, 08:50 PM

Bass had finally decided to stop being so lazy and finally travel to the last of the packs to see them. Tortuga seemed to be the only one not under a challenge, at least in the packs that he had yet to meet with. So, leaving Abaven within his sisters hands yet again, he set off towards the Tortuga lands. It was quite a far walk, but he needed to buck up and drag his sorry butt over there. There was a lot to talk about with the ruler, Roman. He had heard that she was the leader of the pack through his many travels, always asking about the rulers of other lands. At least he knew her name, it was always easier to howl for a wolf by name. Plus, Bass would find it rather flattering if anyone was to do that to him.

After a march through the colder lands to the top of a waterfall, finally Bass had made it to where he could pick up the scent of the land. He took it in, memorizing it at as the scent of Tortuga. Folding himself upon his rump he curled his tail around his paws and tipped back his head, his song calling out for Roman, and Roman alone. He kept all of his dominate vocals at bay, not wanting her to think that he was here to fight her. Oh no, just a meeting would do for him. Leveling his head to its normal position, Bass sat tight and quietly awaited the alpha of these lands. He was enjoying the rest, to there was no rush at all.

Speech,

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