Cerulean Cape Ooh baby it's a long way down

Donovan continues so eye them down, until the female with a cream white pelt and a darker face references him directly. His face contorts into one fit for someone who’s confused and slightly irritated. Yet, he decides to walk closer slapping a fake smile on his maw, he drips with confidence as he saunters towards the group. Tall, bulky form coming to stand beside Aphrodite, he gazes down to the female who beckons him.

“Good day, ma’am.” He turns to Aiolos and nods curtly. “Sir.” He hums, handsome face putting on the charm enough to not seem too suspicious. Yet he knows the two agouti wolves see right through it. Appearances and first impressions matter no?

He continues. “I’m Donovan. You are?” He asks politely to the other female.