Redsand Canyon Meet you in the park

First of all, Donovan connects the part where Derg inexplicably excused himself from their pack meeting the other night. To go see this pale, ghostly woman from Easthollow? Really? He got attacked for that? So upon this realization he looks between the two, emotions well hidden behind his neutral expression. Though as Arlette begins her light panic, Kynareth sets eyes upon her and raises his brows with a small frown. 

“Then fix him.” He practically snaps at her. Short and deep, it leaves no room to give her an option. Then he moves closer, not forgetting the tender licks she gave Derg when she assumed Donovan’s always prying eyes weren’t watching. “Why did Ursus attack him? We pissed ‘em off and throttled their little, disrespectful ass kid.” He sings, but in a grim tone. He looks to Derg then. “But he chose to go see you without any company or protection” A short pause. “and therefore both of you are to blame for his injuries.” 

The Grandmaster shakes his head turning to take a step back from them, his curly tail bobbing on his hips as he paces away. He needs to get away before he throttles them both. He’s concerned for Derg but pissed off at the same time. Hell, if Derg wanted pussy that badly Kynareth would’ve been more than happy to escort him there to help him get it. But Donovan is sure it not to that point yet, for it seems the two are only infatuated with each other by what he can tell. 

Though when he turns, Kynareth is surprised to see the Priestess pad past him and his golden orbs rake over her form as she goes to inspect the Overseer.  First her soft face and the feathers weaved into her fur, then her thick, dense coat, all the way down her back to admire her own curled appendage. The brindled male continues to face the opposite direction of them all, but cranes his head around to watch the interaction. Finding it best to stay silent for a while.