It was time. His newest children had been born, and it was the moment that he was waiting for. He hadn't wanted to start a war with a heavily pregnant mate at home, when there was a possibility that there would be no home to come to. He knew the downfall of sieges, and that he would be putting all of Abaven on the line. That is why he wanted to call his own pack to him before he called Imperium to his aid. He needed to see where they all stood on this, and if they would stand by his side during this time. Taking a deep breath he walked away from the den. Instead of calling the meeting where he generally did, on the flat rock above his den, he didn't want to disturb his little ones. Ears fell back slightly as he wondered if this place would be theirs for much longer, his golden gaze lingering over the plains sadly. It had been his home for so long now, he couldn't imagine going anywhere else. But he had faith in his fighters, training had been going more than well as of late. Sucking in another big lungful of air, Bass paused beside the lake and tipped back his head, calling for all of Abaven. There was an importance in his vocals, a demand that his wolves were prompt. Lowering his head he waited, taking a seat with his back facing the water. Pale tail curled around him as he waited, a determined fire in his eyes. "SPEAK!"

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>>He'd been fishing again, enjoying one of his favorite past times until the call from Bass went out. With a curious tilt of his head, water dripped from his body as he spun around to find his friend. He wondered what Bass was calling everyone for, and whatever it was, was urgent. He wasted no time as he flew across the Plains, towards the familiar scent. As he darted and weaved among the rocks, he could feel a sense of tension in the air, what was Bass up to? When he finally reached the pale dog, Dart slowed his pace as he leaped up behind him, Brushing alongside Bass as he lightly nipped at his shoulder before hopping off to sit in front of him. He could tell alot was on his mind, which led him to wonder. "Hi Bass...everything alright?" There was a hint of worry etched in his voice as he sat, tail curling around his haunches. "Speak"

A call. The call, something that rattled her to her very bones. It was what she had been waiting for, in preparation for ever since her mission. She had deduced there would be an attack on Hellstrom - on Sin's pack. With her gathering information, on the numbers, the anger in his voice when he spoke of the bloodied male, of the pacing rage that Bass had been at the actual challenge... it was clear it was time. A breath left Lillie as she stood, a certain feeling, one she could not identify, bubbling up inside of her. It made her feel short of breath, her mind jumbled in anticipation. It would take no time at all for the girl to start heading that way, arriving at the meeting place shortly after the call. Dart was already there, waiting patiently, she would stand a short ways away from him, too... alert to the call to be able to sit. This was not such a matter to sit, and that seriousness would be reflected on her features as she awaited the rest of Abaven to arrive.

"Speech" "Language"

Daddy's howl was scary. The young girl cowered by the den, having made her way over there to say hello to her new siblings. But the demand in her father's voice was enough to even make Civetta silent. Letting out a small whine she slunk towards his call, her bird friend clinging to the back of her neck as she went on. It sounded like there was going to be a fight, and she didn't like fighting at all. By the time she got to the meeting, there was only one other being there, the fox called Dart that she had met at the training. Giving a shy wag of her tail, she sat with her head low a few feet away. She didn't even want to be there, but there was something in her fathers call that no one would be able to ignore. Soon enough they would start to pour in. Shuffling uncomfortably, she waited, ears low against her skull. She noticed that Lillie had slipped in as well, and her pale blue eyes grew slightly wider as she stood and walked over to her side. Leaning against her softly, she was glad for the comfort of her warmth. "SPEAK" "CIVETTA SPEAKS"

A call rose out just beyond where Calypsei was which caused her ears to perk up in a vague interest. A meeting was being called, and the Destruction male who claimed leadership and fealty over the lands made it sound as if it was important. Therefore, the cyan and royal colored girl raced off, eager to find out what exactly was going on. Quickly her paws picked up dirt, sending it flying out behind her as her paws hit with hard thuds on the ground. It would surely not take her long to reach the meeting site. She held herself with a certain sense of dignity, though silently she was beating herself up. She had missed the last round of training due to sickness, though she was in on this round and had already met up for some training herself. There were already quite a few wolves gathered, and so she would sit towards the middle of the pack and wait for Bass to speak.

Karabela yawned as the call rang out. She'd been in the middle of a nap and as always it took her a few moments to register what was happening. Finally the urgency settled into her head and her stomach about leapt out of her throat as she scrambled rapidly out of her den. Paws kicked up the dirt as she dashed towards the call. She arrived to see a number of wolves there, the mood somber and serious. Aw hell, what had happened? Raba dipped her head in greeting but opted not to say anything as she knew nothing of the situation. She was just along for the ride really.

There was a howl. That was not a normal howl. Warily, Sparrow made her way to the meeting. She kept her head high and her tail a little higher than her spine, though there was an obvious lack of bounce in her step. She padded quickly, quietly until little Sparrow came into view of the meeting. Her eyes dashed around, taking note of the wolves that were present. With baited breath and a still tail, Sparrow pushed her way to the front of the group to face Bass, "Father...?" she murmured, looking towards the brute with tight lips and questioning eyes. Why did he call so suddenly and seriously? She had a hunch it had something to do with Threar, but the mere thought of that made her heart clutch in her chest. She wouldn't sit. She couldn't sit. Staring at her father the Alpha, Sparrow waited for clarifying words.

Starling had been waiting for this day, preparing for this day. He had worked endlessly to ensure he was well stocked, and able to handle any battle wound he might face. He had brought the warning of Sin back from Sonticus, and he had been one of those his father had told of the siege. He'd move towards the call with far less confusing and more confidence in what was coming than the rest of the pack, and he would move forward until he could face his father. "Io sono pronto, padre" He said in his soft voice before turning to find a place to seat. Gazing upon his sisters then, he'd smile warmly and, as he trotted passed them, would aim to place a kiss on their skulls. Settling on his haunches in the tall grass, he'd turn his full attention to his father. He wasn't scared, he was ready. He could do it, that he knew. Rare confidence fell from him in waves...he was ready, for once in his life, he was prepared. "Burn Baby Burn" | "Italian"

He'd been sitting in his den, somewhat broody and thinking about what his future might hold as the howl rang across the territory. Slowly, Zell lifted his head as he listened, noting the sense of urgency in the alphas voice. He'd been left in the dark, the gossip not quite reaching his ears but then again, why would anyone tell him? He wasn't exactly related to anyone here, so with deliberate slowness he rose and shook out his pelt. Padding towards the gathering crowd, Zell said not a word to anyone let alone looked at anybody but Bass as he dipped his head. He took a seat away from the crowd, movements somewhat stiff. He still felt like an outsider here...and whether it changed or not was beyond him. "Talk"

War. The very thought of it had been tumbling around in his head for some time now, since his father had mentioned it. The possibility of actually being able to fight, for real, not just for practice.. it was absolutely exhilarating. He didn't feel the least bit surprised when he heard his father's call ring out across the lands. It was far more demanding than usual, and he would turn to head toward it with diligence. His pace would increase until he was nearly running, and he found himself panting softly as he drew closer to the gathering. It seemed like everyone was just as eager for this moment, though he figured some had no idea what Bass needed them for. His green eyes would dance around the wolves, focusing on his siblings in particular. Finch was leaning against Lillianna, something that was a bit strange to him; he liked Lillie but the thought of her spending time with his sister made him feel vaguely uneasy. He nodded in Calypsei's direction, turning to head toward Sparrow and Starling, pushing in front of some of the others without thought. This was important, and his eyes fixated with determination on his father. "Ready to do this?" he'd mumble softly to Starling, grinning a bit, noting that he looked more certain than usual. Perhaps his training away from Abaven had been good for him.. still, he was happy he was home again.

As he remained oblivious to the purpose of the meeting, though he could infer it was of an urgent matter, the Lastic boy - or young man as had just aged to his second year with the coming of the new season - arrived promptly to the scene. His sickness was gradually diminishing - a few coughs here and there though nothing that troubled the male greatly. It was sufficient for him to attend a meeting, for he found the exchanged subjects of high importance, especially since this meeting would be an unexpected surprise.
There was an air of familiarity as he strode into the gathering confidently, noticing many acquainted faces. Starling and Dart, who had helped with his fever, as well as Sparrow; Lark and of course Calypsei who he greeted with a smile and sat down beside. "Present!" he called out to the Azat attentively, ensuring that his presence was accounted for. The last hunt he had missed due to his illness, and had been inactive ever since so it would take some time to catch up with his training, which he hoped wouldn't take so long.

Bass' voice called the pack together, and for a moment Harmony perked up with a smile... but the smile, and her ears, fell as her brow furrowed into a frown. Had he not just called them together to announce training partners? This sounded... urgent. And that worried her, particularly on the heels of their aunt's pack being challenged for. Following the sound to find much of the pack already gathered, she trotted up to her brother, seeking to press her cheek to his. "Are you all right, brother?" she murmured softly to him, too low for any but he to hear. He looked... tense, and it made her tense and worried in return, and so she aimed a gentle kiss for his forehead and remained beside him, bright eyes focused on him.

The man was unaware of the happenings with Allen, in fact he was out of the loop completely. He had heard Sin had claimed one of Bass' relatives packs. However he was not expecting whatever was to be coming next. He and his wife had left the children safe in the den. She was well over her sickness and ready to regain a position in the pack. Quelt simply walked beside her until they reached the crowd. The gut feeling in his stomach had been slightly correct, everyone seemed riled up. Making his brow furrow as he took his seat. Since when did he become so unknowing. "I hope things are alright." he would say half to himself as he dipped his head to Bass and the others. Of course he would always be here for his family. He didn't know what it was or why and even if he did have a conflict with himself. That's what it meant to be loyal to someone didn't it. Speech,

I DON'T WANT THAT FOR YOU.

It had been forever since she had been to a meeting or a gathering. She felt some sort of anxiety crawling up on her, but at the same time she knew it hadn't been her fault. Quickly leaving her children in the den she followed Quelt up to the crowd. She didn't get the memo of everyone's worry seeing as she had never been in a fight in her life. She wasn't a very good fighter at that. Though as everyone settled she swallowed and silently sat down on her haunches. She dipped her head respectfully and stayed quiet, there was no point in her talking now.

When she looked around though, she of course didn't see anyone she saw. Limno hadn't been very social, she was so used to being a loner. Now was a better time then never, she would work at trying to communicate. Quelt could help her hopefully, and now in the back of her mind she was worrying about her sister a bit.

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The resounding cry of Bass's call would catch her attention, her head would tilt as she listened to the urgency and power in his deep vocals. She moved herself from the den, gently nudging Vail who had been playing in the earth by her tail. She kissed her daughters forehead and told her to wait here, something in Bass's tones told her this was serious and she was hesitant to bring her Vail along. Nothing in the world brought out the urgent need to protect like her youngest daughter did. She would pick her way along Abaven's territory with no delay, finding herself in the meeting moments later, and with a gentle nudge to her sisters side in greeting she would leave Harmony to make her way over to Star. She sat beside the grown boy, smiling gently at him as she realized his second birthday wouldn't be too far away, for that matter nor was Shaye's. After a quick kiss on his side just below his ear she would turn her attention to her brother, tilting her head as she watched him, seeing if she could glean why his call had felt so different to this meeting then it had to others. Walk, "Talk" Think

There was something in Bass’ call that Félicien couldn’t quite place. The young man suspected, however, that he knew exactly what the call was about, and he was more than ready, more than willing, to join Bass in battle. Hunting and fighting had been his main strengths in his previous pack, and he had fought Yfir when the vikings had invaded. Though they had lost in the end the young man was not afraid of taking that chance again. Especially when he had lost his home due to this new pack. Féli would arrive to find many wolves had already gathered. He would sit, his gaze focused on Bass. He would dip his head to the man, a silent greeting, as he waited for what was to be spoken of to happen. He could only hope that this was a war meeting... But if it wasn’t he would still do his best to be active within the pack. Expectant eyes would not leave the pale man, waiting for his words. "Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

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Shrike would perk his ears as he heard Bass’ call. His father was summoning the pack? For what? Weren’t they doing a good enough job in their training? Or was there something different on the man’s mind? Shrike would shoot off like a bullet from the far end of Abaven territory. Though he got momentarily distracted along the way, passing by Allen’s old den, the boy would arrive before he was the last to have to show up. He would sit near Zell, giving the man a small nod in greeting before eyes expectantly turned towards his father. "Speech"

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Shaye knew a mandatory meeting when she heard one, following the sound of her Uncle's voice she made her way towards the meeting, she would be surprised with the large and quick gathering, seeing vertually the entire pack laid out before her. She also saw her mother, who was making her way over to Star's side and with a shrug Shaye would go ahead and follow suit, squeezing herself in between Motif and Star she grinned at her cousin, nudging his shoulder and smiling at her mother before glancing upwards and giving her attention to Bass, who's howl spoke of important happenings

As usual Shai was taking the morning to hunt, his practiced paws carrying him easily as he did his duty with ease. The target was far less dangerous than the boar he'd brought home not long before. As he tracked the creature though Bass's call would interrupt him, and Shai would begrudgingly leave his hunt. Bass's need for him was too important.

Even with abandoning his task so quickly he would be the last to arrive, slightly out of breath and coming in at a quick trot would show he'd come as fast as he could. With no hesitation Shai would make his way behind his mate and daughter. Nuzzling the both of them affectionately before taking his seat behind them and Starling. His bright sun light gaze would fall to Bass, curious about this urgent call.

ooc;// I just wanted to thank everyone so much for posting so fast, this is the quickest that I have seen Abaven get together! It makes me feel really good, and I love all you guys. <3 Now this next round is not mandatory to post in, unless your wolf has something to say or wishes to stand up. Oh, and don't worry about posting order. His pack surrounded him with such speed that he was left blinking. It started slowly at first, with Dart brushing his wet fur against him and asking if everything was alright. He nodded his head at the fox, he would explain as soon as everyone got here. Lillie, Finch, and Calypsie all came in around the same time, and he tossed a worried glance at his daughter. He knew how she felt about fighting, and he could see from the way that she carried herself that she was not excited about this. Had she picked up on the meeting behind his howl? One could only assume that it was serious from his call, and he had no doubt that the clever girl knew that it somehow involved fighting. Swallowing hard around the lump that dared to form in his throat, he focused his gaze on the next wolves to arrive. Karabela was another silent entry, but when Sparrow followed behind her she came up and questioned him. He dipped his head and nuzzled into her cheek, trying to calm her elevated state. "Its okay love, you will find out soon enough." he murmured, hoping to sooth her worries. Starling came next, telling him that he was prepared for this. He had only told Starling, Lark, and Allen about his plans, and he was glad that he had confided in his two sons. He knew that Starling would serve him well as a healer, and would address his job once the meeting was under way. Nodding his head at Starling, the anticipation beginning to rise, his golden gaze caught the rest of his wolves coming in. Zell, Lark and Tinaro all followed each other, and he smiled at the younger boy when he shouted his arrival. Harmony was the next to approach him directly, her cheek brushing against him. He hummed softly at her, once again nodding his head. "I will be fine, dearest sister." he said to her, placing a kiss on her forehead before she moved to sit beside him. Quelt and his wife came next, and he was glad to see that her health was improving. He needed every member at full strength now more than ever. Motif, Feli, and Shrike all made their silent entries as well, and he dipped his head in greetings to all of them. And then at last Shaye and Shai took up the rear. They were all here, expect for his wife who had just given birth, as well as all the children under a year old. But they did not need to be here today. Clearing his throat, Bass asked for the attention of each and every wolf around him. "Members of Abaven, you all may know that Threar has fallen after a man named Sin challenged my aunt. She was a very strong and courageous leader, and took him on even though she had just given birth." he started, his voice catching in his throat. He let out a cough, pressing himself on wards. "Well I have no intentions of sitting idly by while this man sits on a throne, all because he took out the most peaceful pack in these lands! Thear asked for no trouble and yet got it anyways, and now my family is torn apart. Some made it here," he said, looking at the golden boy who sat among his ranks, "others returned to our family land, and the rest are missing. Now I do not know much about this man, but I have a feeling he won't stop at just Threar. What if he seeks to take down all Destruction led packs, and turns his sights to Abaven?" Bass' golden eyes were burning as he looked around at the wolves gathered around him, his heart aching to see Allen not there with him. "I have plans to lead a siege against Sin's pack, and take them down once and for all!" He paused, but not long enough for anyone to speak up just yet. That would come later. "I shared my plans with Allen, and he called me a fool for wishing to do so. he then packed up his family and left." The man choked on the words, and he had to turn his face away for a moment to compose himself. "I will not lead this attack if you all disagree on my stance, but let me tell you of my plans. Then you may speak up." He said, voice faltering somewhat. He took a moment to take a few deep breaths, and then turned to face his pack once more. "I would take most of our fighting force to his pack lands, and anyone else who volunteers to come along with us. I have asked Imperium for their aid, and Valentine has agreed to lend us a few fighters. I will not call on them until we discuss this as a pack." Bass' gaze shifted to Starling, a smile forming on his lips. "Starling, I would like you and the rest of the healers to take their supplies to the Avian Sanctuary, and set up a place there to heal any wounded wolves. If your injuries are too much to fight more, you will go there to get yourself looked after." He had complete faith in his wolves, and knew that they could do this. "I would like to ask Dart to stay behind and look after the young ones, as well as Félicien." He shifted his gaze to the boy, an apologetic look on his face. "I know that you wish to avenge your fallen pack, but the little ones that you took from Threar need you. They have not been here long, and they need you to provide them comfort and assure them that everything is okay. Wren will be here as well, as our newest litter have yet to open their eyes. Finch, I need you to stay here and watch over your mother, is that okay?" His voice was gentle as he turned to the girl, and he could tell from the way she perked up that she was glad that she would not be forced to fight. "These are my plans. But as I said, I will not do this if enough of you disagree. Abaven is a pack, and I will not force you to fight for something that you think is wrong. So now I need you to speak up, as well as speaking up if you wish to volunteer." Taking a deep breath, he waited, golden eyes looking around at his wolves. Would they stand by his side, or would they call him a fool like Allen had? "SPEAK!"

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