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[Wolfbane]

ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

In one motion that seems too quick to be natural, Wolfbane turned to face Mary. Loess and whoever might be watching was forgotten behind him, even though he could see how the Sylvian mare’s eyes flicked back and forth. Good, he thought. Let her be wary because she should be. The stink of her permeated his nose and settled onto the back of his tongue with a bitter aftertaste. “The only mess I left behind was not clearing you and the dog out of Loess entirely when I could.” He grunts, bored at her frail attempts to rattle his cage.

There’s a quiver along his spine like a shiver. His wings fluff out and then press closer to his body, impossibly close until they seem to fade from white to his natural skin color. They… they’re sinking into his ribs, being absorbed until they disappear altogether. Bane groans quietly during the seconds this minor transformation takes place. Slides his jaw to one side and briefly snaps his head back and forth as the sharp teeth disappear too. He blinks away the red slits and folds his ears down to press against his neck.

“Mary, stop being a priss and just think with your head for a second. Not your silly little heart.” The stallion urges her. “Even if Castile loses… god forbid I can’t believe I’m saying it. But even if Castile loses do you honestly believe that Loess will welcome a usurper with open arms? Those who live here are either dragonkin or entirely loyal to his wishes.” Wolfbane murmurs.

“They won’t be satisfied until you and Sinner are torn limb from limb and Sylva is left in a pile of ashes. Be realistic.” He tsks at her, closing his eyes with a deep sigh in hopes of finding some measure of restraint. “The steal was a ruse, Mary. A cover. I want you out of Sylva and far away from Loess for your safety.”

For a brief moment he opens his eyes and glares at her.

Then, “When Castile wins it might be too late for me to intervene.”

WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

WOLFBANE

@[Mary]