Run Jack run

The call was heard by Bass, who's ears pricked at the unfamiliar call. Curiosity rose in him as he trotted towards the border, the urgency in the mans voice not missed. It didn't take him long to reach the border, yellow eyes gazing at the man he didn't know. "Yes, what brings you to Abaven?" he asked. He picked up the sent of Arian's pack on his fur, and as he sat down he hoped that everything was okay. That was a long trip, from the north to here. The furs prickled on the back of his neck, there must be something big going on if this stranger had come all this way. Quickly sitting before the darker brute, his ears pulled forward as he awaited an answer, slight anxiety making his tail tip quiver behind him. While he didn't really know Arian well, it didn't mean that he had any ill wishes against her.