As he sat before the darker hued male, Bass' eyes shone at Dhiren. It was always nice to see family, he needed to make it more of a task to go out and visit them more often. But with the storms rolling over Alacrita and the loss of members -- well he had had his paws full. But speaking to members of the Destruction family always had a way of calming his soul, making him feel more at ease with himself. When the other man brought up the fact that their family seemed to rule the whole Eastern lands, Bass couldn't help but snort. "It would seem that soon only Destruction packs will live in the East." He teased, his tail twitching against his paws. "Plus don't feel bad about not making it here just yet, I have yet to come to Sawtooth. I have been seriously lacking in my politics, its just so... boring!" He said with a laugh, his head shaking back and forth slowly. His head stilled what Dhiren asked of his home he himself paused, his ears pulling forward. "Well there isn't much to say. We have these lands here -- Serpent Plains -- as well as the Monument Rapids. After the storms they flooded and became even more dangerous. As for how we work, Abaven is kind of a mercenary pack. Any pack can come to us and let out some of my guards, in turn for a favor. This may be anything from offering us a wolf to train our healers, or supplies when we are short." Bass stopped, head tilting to the side. "What about Sawtooth?" Surly hearing Dhiren talk would be better than him rambling on and on.
