02-17-2020, 09:55 PM
I believe I'd die if I only could
I sure feel strange, but it sure feels good
A rotten corpse attracts the hungry, and like flies to the feast Lepis and Castile are soon to join the duo of stallions where they wait on the outskirts of Loess territory. @[Jesper], to his credit, keeps quiet and collected the entire trip home, never speaking or questioning - only watching through hooded eyes as the trees shrank and the terrain changed. Now the stale wind burnt Wolfbane’s cheeks and stank of creosote, while the dust under Castile’s dragon body stirred itself into a hazy red cloud around them. “Would you look at him? By the Gods,” Bane’s thoughts couldn’t center on the scenery or even Lepis, though he registered her initial confusion.
He’s totally fixated on Castile, looming above the rest of the horses gathered and hissing Jesper’s name between rows of predator’s teeth.
“Why?” The whole of him was curious to know, and Wolfbane’s expression relays this. Why was he fully dragon? Why walk here or anywhere at all, and the fuck was Castile doing it for? Intimidation? Because of Wolfbane?
“Hellfire Lepis -” The pangare-colored stallion spit out, interrupted by her (correct) assumption of his disguise and some (incorrect) nonsense about Gale. “- stop thinking, could you? It’s annoying enough when you do it out loud.” Her previous mate growled, both ears flicking back as his skin faded from brown to butter yellow and the familiar, glittering blue markings appeared again. Wolfbane shook out his mane with the subtly powerful twist of his thick neck and shuffled his hooves through the dusty clay as his bones clicked together in their proper dimensions. A second or two was all it had taken; he grinned up at Castile.
“No. You’re welcome.” He emphasized, oozing pure conceit. “I’ll have you know it was extremely dangerous work, which is why I’m assuming Lepis chucked it off onto the first nobody she could find instead of doing it herself.” He sighed, “So I expect equal compensation.”
He’s totally fixated on Castile, looming above the rest of the horses gathered and hissing Jesper’s name between rows of predator’s teeth.
“Why?” The whole of him was curious to know, and Wolfbane’s expression relays this. Why was he fully dragon? Why walk here or anywhere at all, and the fuck was Castile doing it for? Intimidation? Because of Wolfbane?
“Hellfire Lepis -” The pangare-colored stallion spit out, interrupted by her (correct) assumption of his disguise and some (incorrect) nonsense about Gale. “- stop thinking, could you? It’s annoying enough when you do it out loud.” Her previous mate growled, both ears flicking back as his skin faded from brown to butter yellow and the familiar, glittering blue markings appeared again. Wolfbane shook out his mane with the subtly powerful twist of his thick neck and shuffled his hooves through the dusty clay as his bones clicked together in their proper dimensions. A second or two was all it had taken; he grinned up at Castile.
“No. You’re welcome.” He emphasized, oozing pure conceit. “I’ll have you know it was extremely dangerous work, which is why I’m assuming Lepis chucked it off onto the first nobody she could find instead of doing it herself.” He sighed, “So I expect equal compensation.”
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