Redsand Canyon the world is going to break you

Derg wasn't far from Donovan these days.
After the..incident.
He didn't want Donovan to break like he had.
Nemisis, in all her twisted glory, was cared for by Donovan, and he really liked her. Perhaps not love, not as yet at least, but they had something.

So when he started to trot towards the borders in the distance, Derg was wonderous.
He picked up his own pace so he didn't lose sight of the distant, brindle man.

And what lay before him was a scene.
A woman, wild, breathing what she could of Donovan's name as she slipped back down to the ground.
Donovan, caring. They knew each other, and someone had attacked the small...thing.

"Should I call for Dove or Auriel?" He quietly asked. Was this something he wanted the rest of the pack to know of?