And flowers in your hair

It seemed that all was well now between the two of them, and he was very glad that she had come here today. From good news to bad news, it was staying in touch none-the-less. She spoke of visiting her children one of these days and he eagerly nodded his head. "I hope they haven't buried your husband." He teased softly, pushing forward to nuzzle her cheek again. "I will be sure to visit though, Motif has been bugging me to pay everyone some visits. I think she gets bored being stuck in one place for too long, she always was an adventurer." It seemed like much of their family was, noted in how wide spread some of them where. It would seem that Bass had family in every corner of the world, and he liked that. He knew that no matter where he went, that there would always be family there for him. "Would you like me to walk you out? Its not that far, and I bet you would like some company." He offered. The boy had found that after being an alpha, being alone was something much different than it had been before. But then again, she probably liked the calm, peaceful silence after having to deal with little ones. He didn't have much experience, but he had enough to know all about it.

That reminded him about the training he had done with Darrah, and the meeting that he had had with his aunts. Perking up, he paused for a moment. "About that training, feel free to call it at any time. I could use something to keep my mind off of all of this, keeping busy seems to help a lot." It would be a large distraction, that was for sure. Plus, with everything that had happened he was behind in his own training, there wasn't nearly enough gatherings. He had set a pretty strict pattern when he made the pack, but it had all started to slip. He wanted to bring Abaven back onto his paws, and perhaps a large group training would be the best for him.