Redsand Canyon I don't know why

Donovan stands there minding his damn business. Something he doesn’t usually do. When Derg runs up to him, winded and panting. A certain look to him gives Donovan the impression that something could be very wrong. He faces the coffee furred male with a concerned, questionable gaze. 

He takes in what he offers as important information. Riley, another new member of the pack, though not so new to Donovan. He’s been attacked by one of the nearby packs. Obviously not good news. He needs to figure where and why before he comes to a solid solution. 

“Where is he now?” He asks calmly. “And where was he when he got attacked?”