Hideaway Strath there's a spark in your heart, that's all you need

Kynareth can’t help but smile sweetly at the small balls of fluff and fat. Especially the one that just peed himself a little and he most definitely doesn’t stop himself from laughing at the mixed emotions this little one has. Turmeric is his name, a Derg look alike and Donovan watches him softly as he nears his own massive form. 

“I would never.” He says seriously, but his voice is soft as he says it. Not even one bit sarcastic. He really couldn’t find it in himself to kill the little buggars, they’re so cute.

Dropping himself down from his heightened position into a lying down position, he crawls towards the pups a bit and scoops the little guy up into his paws and against his chest. He looks to Arlette then as she speaks, telling him the other pups names and his eyes dutifully move to look at the others. Damn, he’s really gotten soft hasn’t he? It happens when you haven’t been in war for a while. 

He chuckles when the other, paler pup, moves towards him then and he watches as he wobbles towards him as well. Turning his attention back to the one in his paws, he laps a dark tongue over his head. He can’t help it, guess he’s just a dad at heart now. He’d kill anyone if they tried fucking with Arlettes pups too, no doubt about it. 

“They’re cute, dear.” He says to her then. It’s likely she’s never seen Donovan’s soft dad side before. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too much of a shock. “Can’t wait for you to meet mine as well.” The Grandmaster says with a hint of excitement.