Redsand Canyon All through the day

He’s almost surprised she’s not more nervous about his shark like circling. The slight curl of his smirk and the way his eyes dance over her sleek, pale pelt. She seems rather tame. Not growling and eyeing him with hatred and disgust — something he’s used to and genuinely doesn’t care about any longer. She seems smart enough to know that Donovan is in charge and she’s not asking for anything crazy (except for his handsome Overseer).

So as he circles, she speaks. Very generous with information too, perfect. Though when she mentions Easthollow his mind instantly goes back to the only interaction he’s had with the pack — the Ursus V Easthollow fight. He almost wants to scoff. Not at her though, at Ursus. He’s almost disgusted that he fought along side them now, desiring nothing but to burn their pack to the ground. For now, he plays the game. So just as he’s been taught he continues. 

“Oh?” He hums in mood surprised as she mentions not wanting to go back to Easthollow. Then she keeps going with bouts of questions that almost make him laugh. The fact that he’s being mighty sus and she politely asks for his name already make him like her more than your average neighborhood stranger. 

He sighs then. “Okay. You’re Derg’s friend you say.” He offers as his conversation starter. “Derg is my right hand man, and I his. It’s a twin alpha position to mine.” Donovan informs her. “Names Kynareth by the way. So why aren’t you going back to Easthollow, darling?” Comes his sly, interested reply.

Then something catches his eye — more movement. Sun like orbs shoot to the area and finds one of his favorites — Nyra. Offering her a teasing smile that says We have some entertainment, before he looks back to Arlette. He even dares to softly brush past her, to stand closer to Nyra yet in front of Arlette.