He did not back down, and he would not. As Chord moved over Rhythm and spoke to him, his hardened gaze turned towards him. "I wish the circumstances were better Chord, but they are not. I can guess that this was your grand idea. Do you have no respect for the rules I set? I know that you are not in my pack, brother, but we aren't pups anymore." His words were softer with him, but then a stench and a gagging sound overtook everything. His nose wrinkled up as he took a step back, a paw raised as he turned his head. His own stomach wasn't strong at this confrontation, and the smell of it made his belly take a flip. Nasty. Still she said nothing, instead standing to her paws and throwing up in a bush. His gaze went skyward, his ears pinning flat to his skull to try and drown out the sound of it all. He was going to wretch at this point. When she stopped, he looked back down and slowly licked his lips, his hard outer shell still remaining. His full focus remained on her, yellow eyes still narrowed. "Rhythm, look at me." Some of the aggression was out of his voice, his shoulders softening some what. "I will not go back on my word, you will still not be allowed back here. You had made a choice, and you are going to stick with it." If she allowed, he tried to hold her gaze, blowing out a sigh as he growled softly.
"If you think that I don't regret some of the stuff that I said, you are wrong. You are still my sister, and I acted out of aggression. However," he paused, eyes once more narrowing. "I will not be walked all over. You cannot come here and make sad pouty faces and throw up on my border, just to expect to be welcome in with open arms. We are both at fault here for many things. If you had been open and honest to me about things, than it would have gone a lot better. Sure I'm overprotective, but I love my family. Just because you are not allowed here, doesn't mean you're not my sister. You will always be my family Rhythm, just one who has to live with the choices she made. As do I." His eyes cut from Chord back to their darker sister, shaking his head slowly. "I had thought that you choose to stay with Valentine because I was not strong enough to protect you. I ran right from battle to come and get you again, worsening my wounds as the guilt ate me alive. I was a weak alpha who couldn't protect his own sister. I am changing that, which also means to stand by my decision." Bass paused, he knew that his words were running in circles. But his mind was on fire, trying to get all his thoughts out at once. "But why didn't you just tell me, Rhy? I would have been more open to you staying there! But instead you waited until after I put myself in danger for you, slapping me in the face with the fact you wanted to stay. You made my fear that I was a weak leader more concrete, which is why Abaven is no longer going to hide in the shadows. I guess I have you to thank for that." Stopping again, he looked up at the sky, shutting his eyes as he tried to block everything out. "I suppose I can allow you to meet with Shaye along these borders, but only because me and Motif have been worried about her. You know that she was sneaking over there against our wishes, right?" He asked, looking back down at her. Damn he was speaking a lot, but most of the anger was gone from his voice. Didn't mean that he still wasn't harder though, his voice was not a carefree as it was anymore. He was a father, brother, alpha, and husband. Those were a lot of titles on his shoulders, a lot of expectations that he needed to live up to. "But you will meet just outside of my border, your banishment is still in act. Now then," he sighed, looking at both wolves before him. "Did you just come here to gang up on me, or was there a point in testing my limits?"
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