Crying with my soul

Her howl almost fell upon deaf ears, and Bass almost didn't come. He was unhappy with Motif, as much as he loves her. She left in his greatest time of need, and was not here when Wren gave birth to his pups. She was not here when they first opened their eyes, spoke, or even when they first left the den. Bass had been there for her birthing, had even buried her boys that hadn't made it. But had she been there for him? No. She left, left him and went to go see the father of her pup. He didn't even know that she wasn't coming home with Shaye either, that she left her down there with a man she didn't even know. But after awhile, he rose to his paws and slowly made his way towards her. Rhy was already there, but Bass did not run up to his two sisters. Instead he sat several yards away, yellow eyes narrowed as he gazed at the two. He would not run up and greet her, he wasn't even sure if he should have come.