[private] Like The Sweetener You Are; Wolfbane

[Wolfbane]

Last time, she hadn’t been this good with her power. Invisibility, or really something more since her body loses its firmness and slides right through his own. He’s impressed, even if her casual trick is made with a sneer and then tied up with an adorable, passive aggressive insult.

“Agreed.” He responds, when Electra considers the idea that she no longer belonged here, or with his crew. If it wasn’t painfully obvious before, now Bane was made doubly aware that having someone like this horse (who reminded him of Kaurma, in a laughably annoying way) simply meant the rest of Loess would suffer for keeping her on. Best to let her off the hook, small catch that she was. “Thanks for the good time though.” He winks towards her retreating form.

How could she think to demand a price for something she’d already given away, to him, for free? “Maybe next time you ask for the pay out before you deliver the goods, yeah?” Bane informs her, laughing at the irony. At this rate her mercenary skills would’ve put them in debt. “Good luck, Electra.” The stallion shakes his head, more than a bit disappointed at having wasted his time in coming here. “You’re going to need it.”

Answer given and seeing no reason as to why he would possibly stay, Wolfbane flicks his wings to full-span and pushes off from the ground, taking flight in the measure of a few beats before he’s in the air and soon out of Electra’s sight. Good riddance, he thinks as he soars, happy to close a rather uncomfortable door to his past.

King of Loess : Leader of the Southlands

Wolfbane

@[Electra]