Desperate....

The word still irked him. Desperate. Begging. New to this....New to leading. To talking to other leaders like a grown up. Valour had hit the point of steaming where it was time to make his move on Donovan, he'd been around long enough and done enough to feel confident he would potentially be able to swing the tiger striped man in the direction that would not only suit Valour's wants but be better off for The Saints. Ursus needed to go and with that thought strong in his mind he howled for Donovan preparing to have what could be a bad conversation if he'd misread the man. 

The sight of that silly looking tail waving and the grin, Valour couldn't help it. The grumpiness faded away slowly and he returned the smile his eyes slowly raking over the man's form in a second of desire. There was no denying Donovan was a beautiful specimen of masculinity. Dragging his thoughts away from the lustful wandering he nodded "I wanted to talk about Ursus. Nyra told me a fight went down and they want her dead or something. I know a lot about Ursus... I wanted to know how much you truly know about Merrick and his mute shadow" as was his style, he came right out with it lowering his hind end to the ground to assume a more lax posture he'd hoped would put the man more at ease. 

So far so good and Valour couldn't help agreeing with Donovan on his statement but for pure saltiness he responded with "hard to reason with someone who can't speak" and then smirked because it was kind of funny before continuing "Merrick is just as likely to cause trouble if not more so. Their name is known by many and hated because of how much mindless violence they carry out. When I lead Nightwalkers they caused trouble for...for my..for a friend of mine. I went to speak with Merrick and was violently swarmed by them for no reason. Then a month later they kidnapped one of our children" it was harder than he thought to speak about an Ally in a way that would turn them into an enemy but he continued on quickly dropping his gaze and clearing his throat "They threatened Nyra. They're hated by a lot of packs. Back at Legion I said I could get us a better ally but they want Ursus wiped out. My idea? Help my personal ally and her pack wipe out Ursus...make it clear who did it, The Saints rid Teekon of evil. Earn ourselves a stronger and widely respected ally in the process" and there he left it all, hanging in the air as he watched Donovan's expression. He'd laid out the snakiest of plans, exposed himself as someone who'd been plotting against their Ally...yet he thought an appeal of a more powerful ally and getting themselves at least a somewhat better standing around the wilds might just be good enough. 

"I'm trying to give people a reason to respect and fear us. So we can at the least be left alone. Our kind will never be heroes" his words were flat. He'd murdered. He'd assaulted. He'd failed the only two people he'd cared for and lost the rest who he prayed were safely somewhere in Teekon. The conversation immediately went his way and he didn't do well to hide his surprise, ears perking up as the excited fire burned in his gaze once more "Their name is Moonspear.  You will meet them but you have to trust me to discuds with her first. Hydra, their alpha trusts me but is hard to impress otherwise" he paused and let the information sink in licking his lips hesitantly "She's been waiting to hear from me, I will go to her and tell her about The Saints and what Ursus is doing. I will tell her that we will work with Moonspear to take out Ursus. Then I will bring you to her because I know she will want to meet you" he understood the level of authority in his tone and flattened his ears lowering his gaze in case he was beginning to offend the man "I swore her my service before joining The Saints to take out Ursus. I like you Donovan and I think that we could become something big here, something that the other packs either respect or fear if we focus our skillset on wiping out the threats in Teekon. People would be more likely to Ally with us than chase us away. Moonspear is the first step" 

The agreement stung, he would have preferred Donovan to surprise him again and say that they could be heros. Then again this was a man who trusted Merrick and his raven furred mute...the one who somehow went from barely able to smack down a pup to being widely known as dangerous. "I will head to Moonspear after I get a few hours rest. It's almost two days from here and I'm going to run it" he looked at the striped man and finally broke the stoic expression, grinning and giving an excited shake of his fur. "I've wanted to rip chunks out of Merrick and his wife for a long time now. I want one of their kids snatched as bait...Eye for an eye" there was the youthful inexperience speaking, the bloodlust for battle and thirst for revenge. 

The more Donovan spoke enthusiastically about the kidnapping the more he second guessed himself when remembering who Hydra was. There may be no alliance if they went that far and though each dark work stoked the inner destructive fire that burned only to cover the earth with Ursus's blood he remembered deep down that he was meant to wipe monsters from this world...not become one. "Are you prepared to compromise with Hydra and use one of Ursus's weak adults? She may not like that idea at all" in fact maybe....he wouldn't bring that up to her when going alone. Maybe he would simply tell Donovan that she'd disagreed "Their little medic perhaps. Use him as bait. His screams of pain when we set upon him should draw Ursus forth" he was still doing his best to keep that evil gleaming interest in Donovan's gaze and slowly strode forward his eyes sharpening as he leaned in toward Donovan's ear "I was a Warlord in ways Hela could only fantasize about. I am not afraid to kill every single member of Ursus and scatter their remnants at our borders for all to smell and see" his voice held his best attempt at that seductive purr he'd heard so many use and as he pulled back his expression grew more serious "Moonspear would be a very powerful ally and potentially a way to get neutrality with enemies....it may be smarter to leave the pup killing to after the war. One last fuck you" 

Valour considers the man before him. The sense behind the vicious madness he knew lay behind devilish eyes. Yet...Valour trusted Donovan in a way he couldn't have ever trusted Vengeance...why? Because there seemed yet to be ways he could help this man work The Saints out of the ditch they'd somehow dug themselves into...and Moonspear was one way. "You can never tell Hydra to 'get fucked' she'll probably try to eat you" this was said with a slight upturn of his lips, a simmering gleam of mirth in his eyes that showed the attitude was found to be funny despite it causing a trickle of worry. "Right now I'm focused on our safety in a long term way. Ridding ourselves of Ursus is one way on it's own and If we can get Hydra to like you and Derg enough, Moonspear is a highly respected pack around...everywhere from what I've seen. All of us want to spill Ursus's blood and when that is over you know where my loyalties lay...and my vow to Hydra will have been fulfilled" there was a deep ache within him at those words. As if he physically registered the deal that he'd signed with his tongue while lifting Gunmetal eyes to hawkish gold. For now he wanted Donovan to have faith in him, to win the man's trust so that he could further weedle his way into his head...and maybe..just maybe convince him to play nice with Hydra in a way that would hold her interest. "You must trust me...I know I'm young but I never was a child. Hydra demands respect in a way that would make Arbiter seem like a mewling pup. You must...play 'nice' for the time being if only to wipe out Ursus" 

"She's one of the only two women who I have a healthy dose of respect for" in other words he was afraid of Hydra, he knew she was strong and he'd only sparred her for a few moments before she'd been called away. One who lead such a large pack seemingly filled with loyal and strong wolves...she surely was a powerful Queen. "She's also taken. Has children...one of whom Merrick's silent wench attacked, a big part of why she's going after them" this was said with a more firm tone, Donovan would need to check that lusty impulse here and now before he tried to seduce Hydra and got them wiped out alongside Ursus. Still there was a slight warmth in his expression showing the light mood had not left him, Donovan was something else....but Valour found the man grew on him the more they spoke. Then it was the striped behemoth who changed the tone of conversation, warning Valour that he didn't know the misdeeds of his past. Silently he listened his warmth fading into a stoic and dead eyed expression "I've followed madmen before and know mindless violence solves nothing and brings one's downfall" Vengeance....slain by a little girl because he was such an arrogant and vile prick that he'd probably half assed the fight. "This isn't a competition of who's seen and done what. I've killed innocents. I've saved people who have betrayed me. Clay, my only love died and I lost my eye trying to save his corpse. My best friend has been murdered....I am not thinking about morality here Donovan. Ursus is my personal enemy and I need some way to release the shit I've been holding in. I will spill their blood however I can" meeting Donovan's fiery gaze with his own he lifted his chin and steeled his nerves every bit of what was once a Warlord rising to the surface "You want to win? Describe The Saints as mercenaries. Do not talk about what we've done. What you've done. Talk about how Ursus betrayed us and how you want to help take out a common ally. You cannot seduce her, manipulate or intimidate her...so pretend even if it disgusts you because we need them to take out Ursus and secure our safety in the long term"