Redsand Canyon oh shoot *hophop* it's a rat!

There.
The words that would forever seperate Donovan Azura from Vengeance in his mind. The praise was genuine, he could by the good humor written all over the man's posture. Suspicions about his interactions with Clay and the Ursus alliance aside the ex Warlord couldn't exactly bring himself to hate the man. "I've been fighting before my legs even worked right" his tail wagged and he gave a boyish grin the pride clear in his tone though it was light hearted. Standing up and shaking off his pelt he gave the man a once over with a less tight lipped and suspicious glare "We should do this again" the words were said wth friendly competition before he nodded a goodbye to Don and walked off feeling the need to work off the aches from the quick spat and to push his muscles into bulking up.