Redsand Canyon Creatures of the Night

Donovan has to stop himself from tearing his face open in a menacing grin as she tells him this. He’s so proud, excited for her to shed her skins. Just as Renard has, she will too. She will become stronger in her decision to just let go. Accept the fire within her, wield it as a power, but not to let it consume her. Or perhaps he wants it to consume her. Oh it would be a treat to watch. 

Still as her whine meet his auds and cause them to swivel towards her, he smiles down at the bashful shewolf. “Darling,” he hums to get her attention. If she looks back to him she would meet intense, heated eyes that rival the sun. “Let it out. Bestow the gift of death and destruction upon our enemies. Save the niceties for our pack and our allies alone. You’re a Saint, a warrior, you’re strong and capable. Use your rage and hate to benefit you. It will enlighten you in the end. Free you as I have been freed.” His eyes become more relaxed and he even flutters them closed for a moment and jokingly rolls his eyes pleasurably. “I’ve never felt such freedom in my life and it’s exhilarating. I will help you, Nyra.” He hums softly roll her. He swears by it