A Call to His Highness

Bass smiled at the male when he picked healer, it was nice to see that so many wolves interested in the art of healing. It was keeping Harmony busy, their highest rank of healer so far. "Very well Xae, for now you will be Kruni of Abaven until you increase your knowledge of herbs." Bass stepped forward, rubbing his flank against the brown brute to rub off the smell of Abaven onto him. He returned to Motif's side, about to tell Xae about Harmony when she came in. He turned to talk to her, and when he looked back at the stranger he saw what he was doing.

Was he... checking her out? Bass's golden gaze narrowed at the newest member of Abaven, his hackles rising. Oh no, no no no. He could have any other rank he decided, no healing. Cause that meant working with Harmony. Nope. He was SO gunna pop this guys bubble. He was about to open his mouth and say so, but he snapped it shut. Abaven needed healers, and he was willing to be such. Growling lowly, his ears pinned back at his head as he tried to appear normal. But there was no damn way that he could have his sister. There was no wolf within all of Alacrtia that were good enough for his sisters. None. Xae better be prepared to train extra hard, not only proving his rank, but to prove himself to him.