When the howl from Chord came, he blinked slightly as his head rose up. His brother hardly ever called for him, usually he just walked in and came to find him. Bass had told him that it was okay, so why the howl this time? With a raised brow he stood and made his way towards the call. But when the winds shifted, he picked up the scent of Rhythm with him. Hackles raised, he picked up his pace as his lips curled back, tail raised and slightly tipped towards his spine. Ignoring Chord all together for the moment, his dagger-like gaze cut towards his sister, the one who had left them all. "I thought I had told you to not come back. Or did you just not understand the meaning of being banished?" he spat at her. He didn't notice what she was holding, nor did he really care. She had made her choice, and Bass had told her that she needed to live by it. All the things that had been said that night came rushing back to him, and his harsh gaze faltered. He still loved her, of course he did, but he was not a weakling. He was not going to go back on his word simply because she wanted him too. Bass was no push over, and although this case was special, he was not going to bow or break. However, he would listen. After all, he had stayed here, right? He could have easily told her to eff-off and march away. But he hadn't.
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