Redsand Canyon But hearts believe in tomorrows.

Everything sound great! No editing needed! And I love the idea of them just hanging out all the time. So cute!! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

Also WARNING for Donovan’s dirty mind and inappropriate words!

He welcomed Awenfen in his den, just as he had many other pack members. Whether it be due to a sleepless, nightmare filled night, the primal desire to throw their bodies together, or even simple socialization. You name it, he just lets anyone come hangout in the belly of the beast. Though he hasn’t necessarily come into Awenfen like he has most of them. Of course he’s flirted with the beautiful wolfdog, yet he hasn’t gone much further no matter how tempted he’s been. He doesn’t understand why. Or maybe he does, who knows. She just seems to small and frail. Like he’d break her by just wrapping his massive arms around her waist in the unseemly act of bodily pleasures. Hell, on a more distracting note, he probably wouldn’t be able to fit anything inside of her.

Tonight though, his mind has drifted elsewhere than the thoughts of sexual pleasures. The orange tang of the sunset bathe the canyon in that glowing light, making it seem more red than it actually is. He sits inside of his den though, hidden by moderate darkness ad he lies his head on his paws. Plus he needs to heal off his wounds from his most recent battle with that fiery, three legged wolf from a couple days ago. Shit still stings like a motherfucker. 

He perks his ears forward and lifts his head when a call of his name shines through the light of his cave. Only one says his name like that and he looks to the entrance to see the sleek, willowy, wolfdog Awenfen. He smiles to her playfully, a tease coming to his lips. “Evening, Dear. Looking for me?” He asks as if it weren’t obvious.