The song that called for Bass was one of Novella, his aunt that he did not know too much about. He had been there at the wedding, but other than that there wasn't too much contact. He had no idea about Sawtooth or what had happened with Ludicael, but he was sure that he was soon to find out. The Bay was very close to his lands, it took him no time at all to answer the howl. Still a gentleman, he paused at the borders and let out his howl, the scent markings still fresh. He had no idea that they had laid claim to these lands, or why it was Novella that was calling him here today. Ears perked, he waited a few more moments before following her scent, her orange marked face soon coming into the boy's sights. His tail wagged as he stepped forward and pressed his nose to her shoulder before stepping back. "Greetings Novella. I don't mean to be rude, but why is it you who called me here today? Where are Nana and Papa?" He asked, his head tilted to the side. The poor Azat was not as up to date on his politics as he should be.
