I am a conversation

The summer meant that everyone in Abaven was in heat, which drove him into hiding. He was lounging by the river, his paws drifting slightly with the current. A soft sigh was uttered through his lips, time was changing and he needed to gather his pack together, there was no doubt about that. They needed to get stronger, instead of just sitting around and waiting for something to happen. Resting his head on his paws, he watched the river rush passed him, always trucking down the same path. If only his own life was like that, always having a path to follow and somewhere to head. But instead he was adrift in the mess of life, trying to desperately cling to anything that arrived in his path. Pale tail swung behind him as his ears turned, a bark reaching him. He picked up his head and slowly turned towards the sound, pulling himself to his paws. It was strange, most usually howled to catch his attention. Perhaps the caller had caught on to his smell. Bass shrugged and made his way to the wolf, picking up the tan girls form. There was something that caught his attention right away, the white patch around her eye reminded him a lot of Arian. His golden eyes blinked several times as he cleared his throat, breaking the random silence. "Hey there, sorry for staring. You eh, remind me of someone I have met before, that's all," he said with a soft chuckle, reclining to his haunches. "I'm Bass Destruction, Azat, or Alpha, of Abaven."