Panda Paws

Bass wandered aimlessly along the plains, paws dragging in the snow. He was very tired, with his wife bound to birth at any moment and even more weight on his shoulders. Motif had asked for a leave to take her daughter to meet her father, and it had him worried if she was going to come back or not. Of course she promised to return, but the fear was still thick in his belly. Letting out a sigh he wandered towards Rhy's scent, having picked it up only moments ago. He hadn't spoken much to her after the festival, he was more protective than ever over his sisters now. And Valentine... he was from a different pack. What was with his sisters falling for those that lived outside of Abaven? He didn't want them to be taken away from him...

Seeing his chocolate coated sister, a smile formed on his maw as he padded over, settling down beside her. Bass nuzzled her shoulder, leaning against her for a moment as his golden eyes slipped closed. Leaning against her, he enjoyed the moment of silence that they shared. He just needed her support right now, and he was very much relying on her to ensure the safe delivery of his children.

"I'm really proud of you, Rhy," he said softly, finally opening his eyes to gaze into hers. She had stepped up when Harmony vanished, vowing to study herbs to take her place. "I've been thinking... and I think it would be a good idea for you to go and see Aunt Novella. She can teach you a lot about herbs, and it would be a great service to Abaven." Bass said with a smile, placing his nose on her cheek.