Redsand Canyon She's out of sight and he's out of his mind

When he reveals himself it seems the male is stunned, perhaps surprised. Then it becomes something else entirely. Though he doesn’t seem like he’s all there, Donovan can see the way his stare is far yet honed in all at once. Perhaps he’s under the influence of something else. Donovan has done his fair share of the odd, mind melting plants. He doesn’t mind them, but hasn’t partaken in quite some time. 

He saunters closer and chuckles deeply when he rambles on about Donovan eating him. Sure, he might eat him, but if anything he’d do it in a more suggestive manner if he keep looking at Donovan like that. The others eyes seem to be continuously checking him out and now the larger of the two finds himself doing the same.

Especially when a name is muttered from the brown and black wolf’s lips. The brindled male quirks a brow at the name. Fascinating really. “Donovan.” He hums back with a  predatory, yet interested gaze.

He stalls in his movement to remain in front of the other, rather enticingly close. His coin gold eyes rake down Baptiste’s body and end at his eyes. “You’re probably going to get eaten by a mountain lion running around all fucked up like that.” He chuckles, casually amused. “What brings you here then, dear?” He questions.