How could she not guess that if any of Lyric and Darilnor's children were going to wander as a rogue it would be Chord. The fidgety youngster had developed a thirst for adventure that couldn't be quenched living within a pack he had been the first to leave Ahlon and would likely be the last of them to join any pack again it seemed, if he ever would anyway.
He wouldn't judge his siblings at all for wishing to be part of a pack, nor would he think it any sort of favouritism between the eldest and youngest of the litter. It would have been nice to have company of course, but it was only in harmless teasing of a brother that he would refer to the members of Abaven as 'King Bass' people'.
"Alright." He agreed, certainly pleased for the company of his sister. "We go my way though." He offered. Perhaps the pair would find something exciting on their way, he still didn't intend upon taking the quickest route there after all.
