Like The Sweetener You Are; Wolfbane, any

[Wolfbane]

WOLFBANE

The intangible nature of Electra’s skin doesn’t phase Wolfbane, not at first. How could it, when he was capable of fading away from sight with just pure will? He examines her with a curiously sparkling eye, noting the way she drains instead of flickering in and out, as he was apt to do. Bane has never come across another invisible horse since his mother’s passing, so Electra will now be doubly hard to forget.

Wonderful.

“I could take you on a tour of Loess.” He shrugs casually, thinking it was the least he could do in return for her accommodating his “needs”, “Or you could continue to explore as you like.” He offers as well, unwilling to stop a mare from her daytime activities … whatever they might be. Electra hardly seemed like a lady that needed his help anyways, or his input, and he hopes she understands that menial activity on her part meant a lifetime of freedom to come and go as she pleased. “As long as you greet the occasional horse at our borders, or try for a recruit now and then, your future is on your own hands doll.” He smirks.

The soft curve of his nose itches to bury itself into her mane again but caught up by the sight of her almost-disappearing body, Wolfbane forgets his manhood altogether and asks, “Are you trying to turn clear and unseen or is this … is this all just happening against your will?” His head nods in the direction of her semi clear outline.

|| The Pirate Lord of Loess ||

@[Electra] No problem!!