Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow || Sawtooth ||

[Wolfbane]

- Are you thinking of me when you love him? -

Visiting Tephra hadn’t only been to find Dayé and recruit her, as imperative as that had been, but when he’d been unable to find Femur or his Father during the brief layover, Wolfbane had left the volcanic kingdom of his birth with a request that any of his remaining siblings be told where they could find him if it was necessary. The lasting memory of his final days spent on those sulfurous shores sat uneasily in the pit of his stomach and by now, he’d driven himself to patrol as often as he could manage in hopes of seeing Gansey, Wildling, or perhaps even Valensia trotting up to greet him some late afternoon.

They had yet to come.

The same could be said for information on Longclaw or his mother as time passed, and then the patrol just became habit so here he was: ambling along the Easternmost border in a patch of land he considered “no-man’s”. This tiny parcel of green rested above Taiga and below the Riverlands, but it was one of his favorite places to meander around before having to stalk tensely along the pale trunks and bloodied canopies of Sylva’s forest.

Sunset is approaching, Bane wants to be past the tenuous borders of the dark Kingdom long before nightfall and so his legs begin to move more quickly through the small valley. He only pauses when the shadowy figure of a creature not far off seems to beheaded West towards him. For a second he considers calling out, choosing instead to part his teeth and give a bellow of hesitant welcome. “No use in standing around,” the watchmen thinks, intent on stopping a threat far away from his borders if there was one, “best to just go say hello.”

Bane’s direction changes, pulling him out into the sea of low grass and eagerly forward to the stranger.

WOLFBANE

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