Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!
05-18-2015, 12:24 PM
A year old, his babies were a year old today. He couldn't believe it, at all. A year had gone by like the blink of an eye, and his five puppies were getting so big. Lark was towering above all of his siblings, and even the lanky Starling had made his way up to be even to his own height. He couldn't be more proud of them, and he knew that they needed to celebrate this occasion.
Bass dragged the small deer that he had been able to hunt down for the kids to the center of the plains, licking his still stained lips. He wanted to open up this celebration to the rest of his family, so at first he tipped back his head and howled for his pack, for his pups and his wife. When that howl drew to an end he called for the pack Threar, for his Aunty Novella and Uncle Firth to come and join them, as well as any other member of their pack. And then, at last, he called for someone that he didn't think he was going to. But Bass knew that it was not fair to keep her from her nieces and nephews, not on a day like this. He could swallow his pride for them, and put his petty emotions aside. He knew that his children missed her, but he was unsure how Motif would feel. But he wanted both Rhythm and Chord here, so he called for both of them. Bass didn't know if Rhythm would come or not, but he knew that she would know that his pups were a year old. Hopefully, that would be enough to make her come.