A Clean Slate [Bass]

The Azat led her to an empty den, one that smelled of puppy innocence and warm memories. The scents made Odette smile and as she made room for herself in the den, Bass told her to make herself at home. She met his gaze and she saw the soft smile that graced his features. "Thank you, again, Bass," she said, nodding to confirm her agreement to his words. "I will try to be the best guest you have ever had in Abaven's lands." Her tail slowly wagged behind her as she reclined to her haunches. "Maybe in the future you can teach me how to speak that language...it really is pretty."