Mira would challenge back, her washed golden gaze seeking the mismatched gems of the healer, but she would not bother wasting her time on someone so stubborn in a time like this. Motif would step into the fray, loosening all the weight upon Bass' shoulders and taking full responsibility until Bass was strong again. Her hackles smoothed as she would approach Bass, standing at his left side, allowing a support. "Bass, please lean on someone, if you don't think I'm strong enough. You have to get to your den and rest for now. Me and Xae will take care of you and keep you in tip-top shape." 'If only if I had been at the fight before it ended and he came back... He could've been in so much better condition than now, having to struggle his way back home.' Next time, if anyone would call to challenge Bass in some way, Harmony would appear and observe the battle for any wounds she needed to heal [ rather, boo-boos she could call them. ] She would flash mismatched gems to Motif in a calm smile, thanking her for stepping into the issue, as she would watch Abaven's members spread out gently, to give him room. "I love you Bass... don't forget that; just as everyone else has told you. You'll always be strong in my eyes. Strength isn't about being the best wolf ever, but it's about courage and honor... which are both things you own." She would gently lick her brother's sore cheek, nuzzling his chest fur gently before looking ahead, waiting for him to lean upon her shoulder.
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