The call of his father was something that was simply impossible to ignore. Shrike would stop what he was doing, giving pause for but a moment. There was something about the timing of this all that seemed strange. A frown on his face the young male would set off, a determined look in his eyes. He would get to the bottom of this. Oh yes he would. When he did he would see to it that all of his siblings knew it too!
He would arrive to find that his mother was not by Bass' side. This in and of itself unsettled the young man. But uncle Allen was there, and his aunt Rhythm and Motif. The boy would move to Bass' side, a frown clearly written on his face. "Dad... what's going on?" Shrike's brow was furrowed. Heck, if he had tried to come any faster to figure out what was going on he probably would have tripped over himself.
With a royal "fwump" he'd flop his rear end on the ground, searching his father's face for an answer.
