don't i smell just fabulous today?

Bass had gotten away from Harmony, she had been less on his back now that he was almost completely healed. His muscles were still sore, skin still tender from the bruise. But his jaw hurt less to talk, unless he rambled on like he tended to at times. But he was wanted to be free again, to be with his pack and forget about the whole thing. Bass wasn't himself without being able to move around, he felt so completely... grounded. He wanted to roam free and chase the wind, to dance with the grass and hunt again. He was done with being useless, Bass wanted to once again feel important. So he headed away from his den, the thing that used to be his safe place but now it was more like a prison. Sighing, the white male made his away as far as he could get from that stony cage, when the smell of Wren caught his nose. Tail wagging behind him, he didn't pick up her season scent at first, he was more focused on the fact that he hadn't seen her since he first came back from the fight.

The Azat bounded through the tall grasses, headed straight for the rock that she rested on. She was on her back, tongue hanging from her maw in a goofy fashion. It was rather warm for the summer, he was worried about storms rolling in from the heat. While he liked dancing in the rain as much as the next wolf, lightening was certainly not his friend. With the mid-day sun pounding on his pale back, he made a bee-line for the girl. His own salmon tongue lolled from his jowls, his gait at a medium pace since he didn't want to strain his muscles. Letting out a happy bark, he reached her side and dug his face into the softness of her neck. Taking in her scent, it was then that he noticed that strange scent that twirled around her, something that made hi body react like it never had before. Bass reeled back as if she had struck him, a dazzled look on his face. What was going on? All he wanted to do was... nasty things to his dear Wren.

Bass' pale ears flattened as he let out a low whine, but he could not deny himself her touch. He walked back to her, once again hiding his features in the soft folds of her neck. Oh how badly he suddenly wanted to nibble at her flesh, but the male showed much restraint. He instead placed a delicate touch there, pulling back and forcing himself to sit on his rump. She smelled damn fine today, but he kept that to himself. "I've missed you." He managed, his voice rather gruff.