Ravensblood Forest Some Good Ol’ Family Bonding

The man loped to the pair whos forms he could make out through the trees.
A hunting call.
Derg hadn't hunted anything large for a long, long time.

His tail waved softly and he dipped his head on his approach, ever the subordinate.
He tentatively gave his regards to Donovan and the woman he'd heard of as being Nemesis.
He couldn't help but thinking they looked...well together.
Did that make the man sad?

He drew himself up a bit, looking for a trace of the prey they sought.