Arrow Lake Goodnight to all of you, wherever you are

The Saint isn’t aware of the other until he takes a few more steps. His head languidly swiveling each direction, taking in the scenery, but instead finding something else of much more value. The alpha of Ursus himself. Donovan stills, for a moment he wonders what will become of the two here in this moment.

Stardust orbs stare at the other, his head level with his shoulders he merely looks. Sees the sickly white gleam of teeth, his own sickening smile appears. “Darling,” he greets casually. He might just be in trouble if there are others with him. “how’ve you been?” He asks, voice smooth and curious.

He doesn’t move closer, knows that could be dangerous, but then again, he likes dangerous. The tension sparking between the two has Donovan on edge almost. Why wouldn’t he be? After all Ursus wants to kill them no?