Redsand Canyon to see the rainbow

Donovan contemplates, he truly does. Golden eyes looking off in the distance for a few seconds and a pensive expression scrunches his brow. Derg does have a point, but Donovan doubt the southern pack will be friendly. It seems like the norm to not have any other pack that views their ways practical enough to name them allies. Except for Ursus of course. If there are more packs out there like them then he doesn’t know where they are. 

Finally he sighs and looks to both of them. “Derg’s right. Though it would be important to know who or what lives right above us, we could use another ally. Though I’m almost pessimistic of them actually becoming so. If anything we can become neutral with them.” He turns his gaze to Auriel. “You cannot sugarcoat who we are. Tell them the truth; for there’s no point in gaining an ally who won’t fight for you when they actually figure out who we are and what do believe in.”

In his final decision he huffs out another breath. “I think you should head south to make good with that pack. Perhaps I’ll send another up to the Vale. We’ll see how long it takes for your return.” Turning towards Derg he tilts his chin up to him. “Any other guidance, peaches?” The brindled man asks casually.