A Product Of Your Despair- Wolfbane

[Wolfbane]

Wolfbane

Trust me, Wolfbane is much more interested in the fact that someone does indeed approach him rather than him having to seek out his own company. In his naivety, he doesn’t immediately see through the guise of Arthas’ unexpected kindness, he only sees what’s right in front of him: A stallion, grown and marked by life’s adventures, and not just any old world-wise stallion either … a King.

It’s not his first time meeting one. Warrick was once as close to his father Longclaw as one could hope to be to a royal, but somehow this seems different. Perhaps the novelty of Warrick’s title wore off after seeing him being so normal all the time, and this ‘Arthas’ certainly acts different. He wants to know why Bane is here, but won’t hold the young Tephran’s gaze for too long. (“This is my chance,” The boy thinks, “I can’t bore him with my daddy issues.”)

“I’m looking for … a new life.” The striped youngling replies, boldly. “You say you’re the King of Loess, the hilly kingdom, right? Can you prove it?” Wolfbane wants to know.

@[Arthas]