Everything Will Change
06-26-2015, 10:56 PM
Bass would stir, coming to the entrance of the den. Allen didn't have to ask to know that something was clearly not right with the other. The calico gentleman would breathe in, letting a slow sigh pass his lips. His dark gaze was upon the other, seriousness without those deep orbs. "Something is wrong, Bass." The man would begin. "Something with you. Your absence has been noticed, my friend. I'm worried about you. About our home. Bass... tell me what's happening?" Allen would ask gently. No, not just ask. Plead. He needed to know what was going on. Not just for his sake, but for Abaven's sake. They would look to him to know what was going on with Bass. To help fix whatever was wrong. More importantly than for the pack, however, Allen wanted to make sure his friend was alright for friend's sake. Something in his gut told him he had already waited far too long. "Hear Me Talk," 'Read My Thoughts.' |
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