Bass was almost fully healed now, his body was just about back to its normal stature. His jaw still hurt if he talked for too long, but it was still better than before. He was just about to head to the plains for a border check when a howl broke out for him, causing him to pause. Quelt calling for him? His ears perked, wondering if something was wrong. The Azat was quick to run towards the slate blue male, worry clouding his golden eyes. "Is everything okay Quelt?" He asked, looking at the larger male. Hopefully everything was okay, the pale brute was hoping to have a bit of a quiet night tonight.
