Like The Sweetener You Are; Wolfbane, any

[Wolfbane]

WOLFBANE

Having not called for any horse in particular, and having been more than intrigued by the sweet soprano notes which were certain to be feminine, Wolfbane considers himself an apt candidate to answer her call. “Haven’t heard of the them before, do they live here?” He jokes as he appears from a nearby outcropping of hills, thinking it probably wasn’t impossible that there might just be a real Beqannian out there named Anyone.

Hopefully the newcomer has a sense of humor to go along with that sense of confidence, since she’s made herself at home.

Bane, however, is more intrigued by the face staring back at him the closer he approaches. Her vibrant eyes and wild color scheme distract him enough from policy to brush her intrusion off his shoulders, and a smoldering grin warms his blue-masked face. “Wolfbane, at your service.” He nods, outwardly interested even if he’s still a bit guarded from his past failures.

Being burnt twice was enough of a reminder to tread lightly when it came to matters of attraction.

“Anything I can do for you?”

|| The Pirate Lord of Loess ||

@[Electra] well hello there pretty lady, lmao