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[Wolfbane]

ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

What Mary and Sinner had planned - no, what they’d already done was so undeniably senile that Wolfbane couldn’t believe it when he first heard it. The two of them had shown up in Tephra at the beginning of the war and decided to throw their lot in with the opposite side. He always knew Mary was a bit obsessed with materialistic things, one half of her filled up with her mother’s fame-seeking dreams and the other half her father’s irrational temper. But doing something so stupid like that really put his idea of the now-grown mare into perspective.

Not a good perspective either.
For someone he considered practically his goddaughter, he could see himself knocking her brains around a little bit and screaming at her for the insolence of trying to gain a kingdomship at the worst possible moment.

This place - Loess - would never bend under pressure from an internal land. Sylva had lost its right to bear the crown and scepter long ago, and soon enough they would see what became of traitors. “If I were you,” He hissed, keeping perfectly still as she approached from behind, “I would be careful about losing what may be your last ally in these days to come.”

An hour before this moment he’d crept along Taiga’s border and came to the spot they were at now, interested in finding her. Imagine his surprise at being able to discern her scent - the pungent smell of her still-fresh sweat and pheromones, the faint indentation her hooves left in the earth, even seeing the very fine, loose hair she left behind in the bushes from crouching and hiding like a criminal. He knew all these things because his new abilities allowed it, deduceding that she was near. If he stayed put she’d catch sight of him.

He was turned away from her to make sure no one else would see them.

Now he shifts; bends his thick neck to look over the side of his wing before pinning her with pupils that were red and slit like a cat’s. His ears fell back and his lips curled, revealing fine points on each exposed tooth. Just standing here he seemed to grow taller, make himself more broad and imposing in her presence. “Don’t you dare take that tone. Not after what you did.”

A flash of pink. His tongue flicks out between the rows of predator fangs and a clicking, low growl follows. “Have you and Sinner completely lost your minds?”

WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

WOLFBANE

@[Mary]