Redsand Canyon to see the rainbow

Donovan strolls up with his usual confident swagger, though it is more lackluster these past few days due to the wounds he sustained from Nemisis. He shouldn’t have make the trek to Seelie Court with such wounds, but the fact that a member of his pack had gotten attacked was more important to him than his own well-being. Or at least in that moment it was.

He still has a slight limp with his frontal, right leg. Everything is scabbing and it’s just disgusting. Sure he had multitudes of small scars hidden beneath his pelt from his past life but surely these ones wouldn’t grow over. Hell, he doesn’t even think Auriel has seen him since that fateful night where he was covered in the blood of the packs previous, Overseer leader. 

Still, he walks with pride. Unafraid to show off his scars he knows he must bide his time to let them heal properly. So he takes it slow and pads up to the two. Head level with a strong back and tail not curled as tightly as it usually is on his hips. The Grandmaster steps up onto a raised section of rock to reach them and winces at the pain that slices through his shoulder. Lip snarling up for just a second before becoming neutral again. 

Finally he stops, looking between the two he offers a smile. It’s not the innocent kind, nor is it overly malicious. It’s simply Donovan’s usual caustic smirk and it only widens as he spots the gift Auriel has brought him.

“Afternoon, you two. Thank you for the rabbit, darling.” He hums in greetings. “You know why we’re here?” Comes his inquiry, honey eyes flicking between the two.