Redsand Canyon Like you held onto Light

Yep! Sounds gucci to me!

He’s glad his words could at least slightly sway the hellhound and convince him he is at least not just meant to die and suffer and all the crazy shit he wasn’t talking about. It seems as though the truth Kynareth speaks has some meaning and Hemlocke takes it to heart — so does Donovan. He means every word he says for he too is a freak by lame man’s terms. To hear that because of Donovan’s acceptance of the odd but — in his eyes — beautiful creature before him that he pledges himself to the Saints. 

Kynareth smiles softly and stops in his tracks. “Then you are welcome hear no matter what. We will fight with you, cry with you, hunt with you and so on. You are a Saint and I’m willing to die for those who give me the same treatment.” His words are said seriously, deeply. 

Then with a few moments of bated breath he sighs. “For now, I must go find Derg, the other alpha of this group, and inform him of your decision to give yourself to the Saints.” He smirks — a charming, confident smile. “Meanwhile, make yourself at home and get acquainted with your pack mates.”

With that, he would listen to whatever their newest addition had to say and offer a polite nod for a goodbye as he pads off. A single glance of yellow back to the hell hound before he’s off.