The sound of beating hearts

Bass' eyes grew wide when the older man pulled him in for a hug, but allowed his nose to push into the fur around his shoulder. He let himself enjoy the embrace before Quelt pulled back, his kind words warming his heart. He would very much miss the man, and would be sure to go and visit often once the man got what he deserved. When the topic of the children came out, Bass felt as if this was pulling on his heartstrings. He had forgotten about that, and didn't want to see the family more split up than it had to be. "Of course, they may go where they wish." He said softly, his heart aching. He watched the male turn, and he took a few steps after him. "I release you from Abaven, Quelt. May you come back a king of your own." He called, his golden eyes blinking fiercely. He was a strong man, but this was not something he had foreseen. Of course Quelt had warned him, but only two seasons was he able to enjoy his friendship. But the leaves had turned, and he had to let his dear friend go.