Can you fill the silence

Bass had been curled about with his pups when the howl called, and his head shot up at the challenge that was called. But a challenge for what? Abaven? Regardless the male growled, it was quite the run to make it to the battlefield. Regardless, he exited the den and let his own, dominate howl ring. He was on his way, but the male who called couldn't blame him for the distance. Peeking into the den, he said a quick good bye, while extending an invitation to his wife and kids, before racing off. They could come if they wanted to, but he wasn't about to stand there and wait for them.

The Azat skidded to a stop as he neared the battlefield, catching his breath as he made his way towards the only wolf standing there. He took in the male, he seemed to be the same height and weight as himself. He looked at the strange mask he wore, a question shining in his golden gaze. "You called?" Bass asked, a single brow rising, "And what have you called me for, stranger?" he asked, a growl rumbling out of his maw. He thought it was for his pack, but he had no idea it was for his chocolate coloured sister who had eyes for this brute's alpha. He sniffed and picked up the slight scent of Imperium, which made his other brow shoot up. So not for his pack?