The travel really was exhausting after a while. But it had to be done in order to keep things running smoothly. She had already been to visit Ebony and she knew Viridiana had gone to Glaceim- so Desiree would make it her responsibility to travel towards Abaven. She strived to keep peace as best as she could, no matter how hard it would get to obtain it. Her pace would remain consistent, spending little time for breaks, wishing to get there as quick as possible. The purple queen had travelled for at least an hour or two before actually becoming close to her destination. The scent of Abaven had grown thick within the air and almost instantly the Rani knew she had made it. She would halt outside of the borders not wishing to intrude, hoping to get down to buisness straight away. Her crown would tilt left to right, examining the land before her. As silence was her only answer, along with no able body in sight she would tilt her head back and call for the king. Hoping he would be interested in forming an alliance.

Bass had just finished training his Pera's, exhaustion clear on his white and brown face. He was dragging his paws towards his den when a call rang out for him, loud and clear. The brute groaned and turned his head in that direction, it wasn't that far of a walk. Motif needed to hurry up already and be his Azarat, cause he was getting tired. The pack was growing fast, and he needed help. Carrying himself high he shook off his state of exhaustion and made it up to his border. When he got there, a purple wolf met his gaze. Bass started, freezing for a moment and raking his eyes over her form. He had never before seen a wolf coloured like this, and it was such a big surprise for him. Shaking his head and clearing his throat, he tried to push away his embarrassment as he padded over to her. "Hello, I am Bass Destruction. You called to speak with me?"

Rather quickly he would come. But to her surprise he would halt and look startled. For a moment she would wonder why- but then the most obvious answer popped into her head. Her coat. She would brush the males behaviour away, Desiree was rather used to many different expressions, usually the one Bass had just displayed. By now she really never got offended at all. But finally he would near closer. She would let down all defences and nod her crown in respect, meaning no ill will or disrespect. The purple queen would quickly get down to buisness, " Im Desire? Carmel, Queen of Covari..." Her voice would trail of, thinking for a split moment on what she would say. Her gaze would attempt to meet his before continuing. " I was hoping to form an alliance with Abaven, all i want is peace and im sure you want the same? I offer Covari's protection for whenever your in need, but all i ask is the same in return. Perhaps our members can make regular visits and events to keep the alliance strong, if you agree that is." She would end there conversation on a nice note, hoping that something positive would come out of there meeting. Covari already had an alliance with Valhalla and Ludicael when song was in charge, her parents where now and she hoped all was still well, and a peace treaty with Ebony was in place. She could only hope Abaven could be successfulo when it came to this formal discussion. She would remain silent, letting Bass have his final input. Afterall its his final decision. Desiree was now in charge and she had every reason to make everything right.