Cerulean Cape Ooh baby it's a long way down

Donovan has been looking for the little female that he’s been entertaining himself with the past week. He knows he shouldn’t trust her, and he doesn’t, but out of carelessness he allows her to roam, as long as they’re not near any immediate sources of water. So, he casually follows her trail. It goes this way and that way, overall not too far, and finally he settles, knowing the scent is strong enough he should be able to see her now.

See her he does, her feminine outline presents herself to him and her agouti patterned back is facing him, then on the she-wolf’s front another wolf. One too of faded agouti and honeyed browns. Rather large as well. They seem like old friends speaking to each other, the other with a smile on his face. He stays a comfortable distance away, shielding himself under one of few scattered trees throughout the plains they find themselves on. The males golden eyes watch them, he knows exactly what she’s doing. Calling for help because she is too weak to escape from him herself.

Contemplating it for a moment, he decides of the brown wolf we’re to take her, he wouldn’t stop them. He’s come to terms with what he’s done by now and he almost doesn’t want her to be around him any longer, but for some reason he can’t find it in himself to let her go without being forced to just yet.