Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger {Meeting}

When the woman showed up, it made his skin crawl. The huge male pulled back his lips silently, not wanting to cause commotion although he shows obvious discomfort. Watching the boy he deducted it was another one of bass boys, shrikes brother. Quelts tail thumped against the ground, the conversation pulled on and finally the woman would leave. His muscles relaxed fur standing down but his eyes caught wren. While he didn't know what happened while he was gone, his heart sunk for her. "Dont let the lass bother you wren. Bass loves you and you're an important member to abaven as well as a fit mother." He would attempt to reassure her softly. As he looked at lark, the forty one inch tall male would dip his head to the little one as quelt turned to bass.

Quelt went to open his jaws to ask what that was about but there was a sound of clampdown on his jaw. Now was not the time, he had to address his pack and he was certain it would be explained in due time. His blood was still boiling however, body hot. He didn't like seeing them hurt and that woman had no right to say bass had turned on her. She was simply complaining by his terms, he settled down hoping that his words had reached wren as he took a glance at her again.