Arrow Lake everybody come hang

The agouti male that was previously stalking in the shadows reveals himself fully to the Saint. Kynareth’s eyes dance along his form interestingly, gathering information by his appearance. Making assumptions only to later see if he is right about them, a fun game he likes to play with himself. He speaks then and Donovan is captivated by his voice, allowing him to talk and in return listen.

He introduces himself and speak of his pack next. “Nice to meet you then, Tahoe. Name’s Kynareth. Yes we’ve only been here a couple months. Fairly new.“ he comments casually. “We hold ourselves with pride and only abide by our own law. That’s why we have enemies. The other packs around here can’t handle somebody doing something different. It’s sad honestly.”

Then as the first wolf delivers his ‘guy that likes to be on top’ comment. Donovan can’t help his reaction. A deep bark of laughter erupts from the alpha’s throat. “Oh, I think you’d be surprised, darling.” He hums referencing his first sentence then moves onto his next with a shake of his head.

“I don’t underestimate wolves. I’m sure you have skill.” He says genuinely. “I’d love to test it out sometime if you’d allow it.” Comes his more suggestive tone.