Chord would be lying if he said he felt any confidence as he trailed towards the borders of Imperium with the intention of seeing his sister. He'd originally intended and in fact promised her after their last meeting that he would be back to see her again after he'd spoken to Bass. That conversation hadn't gone particularly well, Rhythm still hadn't been allowed back to visit the family and ashamed then to go back to her having failed to talk any sense into Bass, the russet marked man had found another momentarily bright idea.
He'd go back home, get some advice from their parents only he had gotten about half way to Ahlon before he'd realised what a terrible idea that was. Neither of them would want to hear that their children were fighting, that Bass had practically disowned Rhythm. He'd taken a slow road back, hoping for some other bright idea but unfortunately his mind appeared to have failed him and in the end he realised all he could do was simply what he had promised. Not to pick sides and to be there for his sister.
None of that made this little trek feel any better though. Would she even bother to answer his call now that he'd been gone for so long? He could only hope she held no grudges as he stopped before reaching the pack's boundaries and let out a howl for his sister.
