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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    The world is smaller than you think; wolfbane/aten
    #1

    He had always been patient in nature, and so when the war had ended he had waited on the border of Sylva. Waited for his home to literally cool down. He had patiently traveled around Beqanna looking for Tephras that had gotten lost through portals. It was at this point that he had met Aten. He liked Aten, he was kind and good, willing to offer him help in his task at hand.

    When he had scoured the field he had met Pteron, a loessian. The son of the man he had fought during the war, though he had never been made aware of this fact. Pteron had been out recruiting for Loess and Taiga, but why? Jakub needed to know why. But first he had to complete his quest from the mountain.

    When he had returned he had been changed. He towered above most equine, two sharp bull horns protruded from his skull and his physique had doubled in strength. His hooves now cloven, trampled the ground. His skin had become thicker covering his body in an almost leathery appearance beneath his black coat, still black as night, but almost unrecognizable. 

    He was ready now to search out Aten and to get to the bottom of Pteron's presence in the field recruiting for Taiga. His bovine tail slapped carelessly at his hocks, knocking off the snow he had obtained during his journey across the border. He did not wait patiently, this time, not knowing yet of the change in power. His midnight eyes searched the trees for the golden protectors falcon. His ears swiveled in concentration, it was even more quiet in the winter than it had been the last time he visited. The cold air that wandered aimlessly around the giant trunks was a pleasing relief compared to the heat of his own jungle home, even in winter the heat clung to him. He gave a light chuckle as he watched the plume of his breath float away in front of him.

    JAKUB

    and out he came, holding his brothers heel


    @[Wolfbane]
    @[Aten]
    Tephra inhabitant (Alpha)
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    #2

    ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

    In an eerily similar way to Jakub, Wolfbane was beginning to adjust and appreciate the changes occurring inside himself. At first it hadn’t been more than a vivid sharpness to his senses. Everything he was experiencing felt like he’d wiped a thick layer of steam from clear glass. Like all this time it was there waiting, and now he could see through it so easily.

    The rampant sound of Jakub’s split hooves is thunderous to him from miles away. Wolfbane jerks his head at attention, totally rigid in the same movement. His ears quiver and then he can hear the winterous snap of brittle, bare twigs and cones.

    Bane slips away to intercept the newcomer on feet that make next to no sound. He’s so quick and agile now that the way his body moves is… unnatural, a bit. Like a creeping, crawling thing wearing the skin of a striped horse.

    Behind Jakub there’s a faint whisper: the mist swirls, Wolfbane is quietly standing there with an expectant expression. “Something funny?” He asks, as if it had been the horned beast’s chuckle that drew him out from the long shade. “Or just in a good mood?” The smaller stallion wondered, smiling.

    Wolfbane looked uncommonly serene. He didn’t seem to flinch or quirk at all. No tail swishing gently, no ruffling the long, white wings folded over his ribs. Perfectly still, unless you looked hard enough and noticed him breathing every once in a while.

    Something about Jakub felt recognizable, despite the fact he’d changed in nearly every way possible since their only meeting. Thinking about it without much success, the new Taigan smelled him for what he was (a Tephra visitor,) and felt that was enough reason he should come right away. He couldn’t have possibly guessed that a part of his past was breaking through that distant steam of his new change, coming back to haunt him.

    WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

    WOLFBANE



    @[Jakub]
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    #3

    The voice that came behind him set his nerves on fire. Though the pegasus who's name he had never known had changed in ways he wouldn't even be able to comprehend his voice had ghosted through his memories more than he cared for in the last year.

    Despite the rage that bubbled in his gut, Jakub kept his cool as indifferent as he could on the outside. A tight smile plastered his face as he turned around, his large horns taking the lead as the rest of him followed to inspect the coward pegasus before him - the one horse he had stood against to protect the innocent and defenseless the pegasus wanted to rip apart for no other reason except that he could.

    You are not who I was expecting. he said simply looking down at Wolfbane, his midnight eyes trailing over him in question. What is a Loessian doing roaming around such a quiet, peaceful, territory? he did all but refrain from hissing his question at the man. He could smell that Taiga clung to Wolfbane now, but the smell of Loess was still strong in the air. How long has he been in Taiga? He wonders.

    JAKUB

    and out he came, holding his brothers heel


    @[Wolfbane]
    Tephra inhabitant (Alpha)
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    #4

    ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

    “A tip about Beqanna for you: ” Wolfbane eagerly replied as soon as Jakub’s question ended. “Be ready to expect anything and everything.”

    He was saying it out loud, but the advice was more a verbal reminder for himself too. Bane hadn’t expected the half-minotaur, half-horse creature to be the exact same stallion he’d fought when he’d gone to battle in Tephra… but here he was. The voice, just like Jakub had recognized, couldn’t be forgotten.

    Quickly, The striped pegasus flicked his intense gaze away from the distinct wrinkles around Jakub’s eyes and settled his sights on something near the leathery rise of the black’s withers. A scar.
    Something he’d left for memories sake.

    “I think since you’re in my home uninvited,” He drawled, slowly looking around into the dim light of the forest fog, I’ll be the one asking questions.”
    Then he turned his head and his attention back to the aggressively tall male.

    “You’ve been here before?” Wolfbane more or less assumed correctly, considering Jakub was comfortable enough to ignore borders. That was unlike a heroic knight-for-Lady Leliana. Not very chivalrous. And when Jakub came, Bane assumed it was before the time he and Lepis had first sent their feelers into the quiet redwoods.

    Which meant the chance of Jakub and Aten knowing each other, being familair with one another was high.
    No wonder Aten had seemed speculative about why the new leaders would discourage contact with Tephra. The older, dusty gold champion had put his business and his partiality into the Jungle Kingdom for connections. “Why come back?” Bane wanted to know, still as the massive trunk beside him. “What interest does Tephra have in the Northern Territories?”

    WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

    WOLFBANE



    @[Jakub]
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    #5

    Jakub had managed to keep his composure as the pegasus eyes traced his hide settling in his scar that graced his back. A look of recognition seemed to settle across the man's face, good so he remembered who he was.

    His ears threatened to pin back once again and his head threatened to tip forward, his horns in charging form as the man continued to talk, but he held back. He would be patient in this moment. His home, huh. A half cocked, tight lipped, smile traced his maw as the pegasus asked him if he had been here before. He answered with a slight nod, letting him have that one question.

    Jakub's eyes scanned the nearby redwoods as if he was only partially invested in the conversation at hand. One ear remained focused on Wolfbane as the other listened to the nearby chatter of forest animals. Jakub would not be taken by surprise by any thing Wolfbane tried to throw at him.

    He shrugged his shoulders at the man before him. I was just out and about. Thought I would check the surrounding woods for anything interesting. Once upon a time I was welcomed here. I am not here on behalf of Tephra. he said simply. This was mostly true, he was not here for Tephra. He was only here to check on his friend after meeting Pteron recruiting for Taiga. The idea of a Loessian recruiting for Taiga had perked his interest and so he had made the trek to find Aten to see if all was okay. It seemed all was not okay, especially if this heartless man was now in charge. If this is your home, what of Aten? he questioned, his dark eyes watching. He knew the man infront of him was not above asserting power over those who could not defend themselves. If he hurt Aten, there would be hell to pay.

    JAKUB

    and out he came, holding his brothers heel


    @[Wolfbane]
    Tephra inhabitant (Alpha)
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    #6

    ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

    Part one creature and the next, Wolfbane is gifted with so many talents he never thought possible until now. Jakub is teaching him things while they talk; schooling Wolfbane on how to give in to his power and how to keep it from spiraling out of control. The Minotaur-horse seems on edge a little bit, just by the look on his black face and the way he keeps one ear dialed to the woods around them. But as Wolfbane steadies his focus and concentrates, he can sense a change in the smallest cells of his body.

    Unseen parts of him are shifting inside his skin. The sensory organs in his nose and on his tongue change to something canine and feral, primal. His brain adjusts itself and color drains from Wolfbane’s vision, but when he inhales Jakub’s scent the bouquet of a few strong emotions is worth seeing in black and white.

    He can sense the dark stallion’s uneasiness and taste the palatable anger that a normal equine might’ve never noticed. It heightens when Jakub mentions Aten, and Wolfbane smirks in an easy, fluid motion thinking about his reply.

    “Aten is our champion. Our protector and the guardian of these woods, as he’s always been.” The white-winged pegasus sighed through his teeth. “And everyone is welcome here… everyone who respects our borders.”

    Bane’s hazel-green eyes slid from the wide, red trees and settled on Jakub. Since arriving he’d done his best to hold back but now, seeing as Jakub was more than eager to act like a guard in a place he had no business acting like a guard in, Wolfbane decided to let loose a little bit.

    “Since you’ve already said you’re not here on official Tephra business,” The manipulator spoke softly, taking a gentle step forward. The shadows around him lengthened and his legs grew, his shoulders widened and his flesh filled out. Now he could see Jakub eye to eye; they were a pair of behemoth titans, one winged and one with horns. “I think it’s fair of me to ask that you leave.”

    In one swipe, Wolfbane’s gaze took the black beast in. He measured the other horse and found himself unimpressed.

    “For Aten’s sake I won’t ban you from coming back. But maybe next time,” Bane muttered, “you wait for an invitation.”

    WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

    WOLFBANE



    @[Jakub]
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