[private] and in my dreams i've kissed your lips a thousand times // Wolfbane

[Wolfbane]

WOLFBANE

The intrusion of a dream-walker, at first, doesn’t bother Kagerus’s sleeping target. Perched comfortably in a stone-spire nest somewhere to the extreme west of Loess, Wolfbane hardly twitches in his restful sleep. This is her first time, after all. He wouldn’t know what to expect even if he were expecting.

So in the dream, he’s also blissfully unaware.

Wishbone the filly is knee-deep in Tephra’s tropic-like waters, trying desperately to catch a fish with her teeth. Wolfbane, though he is clearly full-grown, laughs in childlike admonishment, believing himself to be her age and humored as he always used to be when he was with Wishy. This is a memory of sorts - perhaps the day hadn’t been so perfect or the waters quite so blue - but once upon a time they’d done this and clearly, it was a bright spot in his life.

“Are you out there, Wolfshit?”

The colors of a time long past go blurry as the void sucks them clean from the air. There’s nothing, now. A darkness or loss of some sort that surrounds them both. Wolfbane is lying on his stomach, legs folded neatly beneath his body and face turned away.

“Face me, if you aren’t a coward.”

A hush overcomes him.

Wolfbane turns his head aside slowly, an eye turned sparkling emerald green pinning Kagerus to her place. “Father.” He hisses, lips curling to flash a broad view of the fangs; an unusual growl echoes inside his throat. Of course, Kagerus is not his father, (then again this isn’t reality, or maybe it’s an inverse sort of one) but all the same the dreamweaver has managed to manifest herself into the form of someone who child-Bane had loathed with every fibre of his being.

His stripes fade to a dark red.

“I’ve been waiting to kill you.” Bane rises deftly, twisting to face Kagerus. His wings snap open at his golden sides to give the impression of a horse three-times the length and he snarls, slamming both dark blue forehooves against the nothingness around them. Mightily raised above his spine, the two white wings over his back clap together and send him hovering; another gust of their wind and he’s shooting ahead with a jaw split open wide. He wants to barrel into her completely, but the muscles looping like iron coils over his shoulders and withers are prepped for a quick turn if needed.

|| The Pirate Lord of Loess ||

@[Kagerus] I'm not planning for any full dodges on his part, but here's a simple breakdown:
Using his wings for an extra boost of speed he's lunging head-on at Kag, but he's expecting a horn attack so he's ready for that counter if she uses it. Again, even if she does I'm not planning on any full dodges for him Let me know if anything needs more clarification <3

Also, for fun dreamworld's sake, he's a little different-looking but everything that's changed about him isn't anything that could physically affect Kagerus.