Dragoncrest Cliffs immortal,

Imma let him fall for the bait. ;)

Donovan’s hold is still strong as the first second he had grabbed her. Though he’s been on her so long he surprised that she’s unable to get up. He’s beginning to see the fight come to an end and eventually the paler wolf stops her struggling. Her body becoming pliant and he looks to her face from the corner of his eye. The fire still seems fresh in her glacial hues. Though, he decides to allow it to slip this time. Donovan has no clue whether or not she’ll come back for him teeth bared when he begins loosening the grip he has on her neck. If it happens then it happens but until then, his goal isn’t to frustrate her and have her actually want to kill him. 

So inevitably, his jaws loosen and his blackened tongue is flicking out over his own lips, cleansing himself of any drops of saliva there, even though he’s mostly just getting the light dusting of her white fur in his mouth. He lifts his head but doesn’t get off of her, suspicion is paint are all over his expression. He’ll wait till she moves to get up to get off of her.

Feel free to pp him getting off of her if she decides to get up and all. :)