He would have been pacing back and forth for some time. Qualm wasn't sure how something likes this went down. It was also a private matter between him and the alpha. He was an adult now and it just seemed like he'd done nothing for Abaven. It was like - he just didn't want to be here. His paws ached to be out somewhere. To try and find a place he'd actually be of use. Besides, there wasn't anything against Abaven - it just left a bad taste in his mouth at times. It was time he left. The healer raised his call for the alpha, hoping that it was not out of turn. As he sat he impatiently waited and curled his black tail around his body. If he was careful, he could do this smoothly. Breath Qualm. He reminded himself, simply pulling a smile across his face as he waited. This had to go well for him. He didn't want any bad blood. "Talk"

Bass Destruction It wasn't often anymore that anyone really called for him. After the meeting, it got right back to being quiet again. He was growing wary of the empty promises that some members made, but mostly he blamed the summer heat. It was very dry this year, the levels of the lake in the Plains, and even the Rapids, had gone down. There were hardly any prey out under the heat of the sun, and he wondered if he should call for an evening hunt. Blinking, he came out of his thoughts as the call for him came, sounding like it was Qualm. Raising himself to all fours and leaving the patch of shade he had been resting under, he made his way towards the Rivers boy. It didn't take him very long, and be was there within moments of his howl. "Qualm," he said with a dip of his head. "What can I do for you today?" Bass asked, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he panted slightly. Even with that little bit of movement, he felt like he was burning up. After this, he needed to go for a dip. "SPEAK" "SPEAK ITALIAN"

Partly he felt sorry he hadn't been more active in Abaven. Especially after the meeting. He could assume this was a long time coming anyway. When Bass showed up Qualm could see how hot the man was, this summer sucked. "Hello Bass." Qualm greeted. "I'm sorry I don't call you for good news. I'd like to be released from Abaven." the boy's mis matched eyes looked Bass over. Hoping that this wasn't too heavy. "I'm grateful for the home that Abaven provided me. Especially since my parent left me and my sister behind at a young age. But my paws have been growing weary. I'm an adult now and I just feel like Abaven isn't the home for me." Qualm said this sadly. After all his birth place would always have some sort of spot in his heart. It wasn't as if he could just completely forget about it either. "Talk"

Bass Destruction It would seem that this wouldn't be a meeting of kind words and the often asked 'how are you?' Instead, the blue toned man asked if he could be let go from the pack. Bass blinked his eyes, falling heavily on his rump. This seemed to come out of no where, after all, Qualm had come back here after he had wandered off and gotten lost. He nodded his head slowly, his tongue raking across his lips as he thought. "I won't keep you here if this is not where you want to be. Have you spoken to your sister about this?" he asked, remembering his conversation with Kakashi and how he had told him that the girl was quite depressed. Her brother leaving her would most likely not enhance her mood. He bore no ill will towards the growing boy, if he didn't feel at home here, who was he to force him to stay? It would only make him miserable, and hide even further from any responsibility he might hold. "If I may ask, do you plan on going somewhere else?" The Primo asked, a single brow raising. He knew that there had been two packs that had rose up lately, one from a woman who he didn't know, and another from Karabela. He didn't blame the girl for not wanting to wait to hear back from him, with the fall of Yfir there was more than enough room for another pack to start up. While he was sad that he had offered her something only to have it fall through, he was proud of her for stepping up and just doing what she wanted to do, hanging on no one's words. Waiting on what ifs and buts would not be the most reassuring thing. Plus, Bass was curious if another pack had caught Qualm's eye. "SPEAK" "SPEAK ITALIAN"

"While last I saw my sister she seemed rather distressed that I was here. I'll be sure to say goodbye to her and kakashi before I leave." Qualm smiled, after all she was still family. Though it wasn't his choice to decide what she felt, with what happened between their parents. After he had gone and wandered off hoping to find them, no wonder she had been startled by his presence and he trying to act friendly towards her straight away. As Qualm had tried to fit in, as an adult it had just become hard. "Actually I was thinking about joining Karabela. We had a talk at the lake a few days ago." Qualm hoped Bass didn't take offense to this. His eyebrows furrowed a little with concern. "It's alright if you don't want me to." if Bass wanted him to find another path then that was alright. He'd hate to leave Bass on harsh terms, after all he had done him a great justice. "Talk"

Bass Destruction Bass nodded his head when he spoke of his sister being pleased to see him go, he knew a thing or two about family drama. He didn't want to pry any more, so he left that alone. He was glad that he at least agreed to say something before he just disappeared, surely that would do far more harm than good. When the younger man spoke of wanting to join Karabela, he nodded once more. He had a feeling that that is where he wanted to go, and he wasn't angry with either young wolf. If Raba was able to tell Qualm about Ivory Ridge and have him be swayed so easily, Abaven was obviously not the place for him. Bass was nothing if not an understanding (at times) man, he knew that life goes on and feelings changed over time. He knew that more than Qualm knew. When he said that he wouldn't leave if Bass didn't want him too, the Primo let out a deep chested laugh. "I have no hold over you, Qualm. You are your own wolf, and you are carving your own path through life. I don't care if that is within Abaven or not, I am just glad that you have found your way," he said softly, smiling at the younger boy. "You are free to leave Abaven, but don't be a stranger, okay? You may go and find you sister before you leave, but after that you are to howl at the borders, understand?" It was more than a reasonable thing to ask, while this would always be the place that he was born, it was still pack lands. He had to respect that as much as the next wolf. Staying where he was seated, he waited until Qualm stood to leave. If he wanted to discuss anything else, he was all ears. "SPEAK" "SPEAK ITALIAN"

Qualm listened to Bass carefully. The man had experience on his belt. He just felt some sort of pain in his heart. How could his father and mother done anything to this man? It made him slightly ashamed that he was part of their family. After all, how he saw it he wanted nothing to do with his father or mother. As he listened, he smiled and nodded his head. "Of course Bass, don't be a stranger either. You're one of the best men I've ever met." his black tail flicked slightly. Perhaps there was something else that he had to say. "I'm sorry about my mom and dad Bass." he didn't know why he said it but it came out of his mouth. He knew it wasn't his fault, but regardless he somehow felt as if... well if Bass knew that Qualm was aware the two of them had done something wrong. He'd strive to be a better wolf than them. "Talk"

Bass Destruction He blinked at the unexpected compliment that was tossed his way, and honestly he was touched. He had no idea that Qualm had felt that way, and it warmed his old bones. The smile on his lips was true and genuine, and he leaned to touch his nose to the boy's cheek, pausing there for a moment. "That means the world to me, Qualm. From what Karabela told me, she will be settling nearby. I will be sure to come and check in on you. And Qualm," he said, pulling back and meeting his eyes. "I'm proud of you, for coming to me and for finding your own way. A life is not a life if it's not lived, and it takes a lot of courage to leave your comfort zone. I wish you nothing but luck in your future endeavors," he said softly, nodding a bit in encouragement. But then the conversation took an unexpected turn, the slate man apologizing for his parents. Bass' lips turned down in a frown as he rocked back down on his haunches. His golden eyes glinted with a bit of hardness, a small growl bubbling up in his throat. "Don't you ever try to take blame for what your parents have done. It was not your fault, nor your place to apologize for. Their actions are just that, their own. You have nothing to be sorry for, while it was crappy while it happened, it's the past now. Go on and make your own future, kid." "SPEAK" "SPEAK ITALIAN"

Qualm would sit there for a moment. As Bass pressed his nose to his cheek, the wolf was dearly touched and surprised by the gesture. He would hate to admit but it made him warm on the inside. Qualm was glad that he understood, and it had been something weighing on his mind for some time he just had never really brought it out into the light. To be able to go out and do something was not something he ever thought he'd be able to do. It was what the man said about his parents though, that filled him with all sorts of confidence. For the longest time he thought about what others would think of him. What Bass said made him smile even brighter. It wasn't forced this time either. Something he didn't think he'd do in a long time. He stood with his tail wagging behind him. As he pressed his head into Bass' shoulder he would after dip his head in a goodbye. He would have to talk with Kakashi and Quake before he left and then he would be on his way. -exit- "Talk"

Bass Destruction Qualm said nothing in reply to his speech, but he stood up and pressed his head against his own shoulder. Letting out a soft huff of air, he leaned his cheek against the boy's face, saying his goodbye without even speaking. He stood as the slate blue boy made his way off to say goodbye to his family, watching as he walked away with an air of confidence around him. Bass smiled as he watched him disappear. He was sad that he was taking his leave, but also glad that he was able to make an impression on him. It would be worse if he left Abaven having learned nothing at all. Letting out a sigh, he looked over his shoulder and perked as he heard a howl at the borders. Was that... was that Starling? Confused and somewhat unbelieving, he headed towards the howl with his brows furrowed together. -exit Bass- "SPEAK" "SPEAK ITALIAN"