Unknown Destination

His heart broke for this poor, ill female. At first she seemed to think that he was her mother, the fever must be making her delusional. He could feel the heat flowing off her body in waves, and he only wished that he knew what to do. He hoped that some healer would hear his call and come quick, because he was at a loss. She seemed to wake up then, stumbling backwards and trying to hold herself up. Bass' golden eyes grew wide as he raced forward, trying to soften her fall. "Please miss, don't stress. It's okay, you're safe here. This is my home, my pack, and nothing else can hurt you here." He said softly, trying to meet her gaze. He let out a soft whine, lowing his tall body slightly so that they were more on eye level. "My name is Bass Destruction, and I have called for a healer. We will help you Miss, there is no need to fret." Bass tried to keep his voice level and calm, trying not to frighten the girl.