I Will Fulfill Your Promise- Wolfbane

[Wolfbane]

WOLFBANE

A sound of rushing air breaks the pleasant silence, and from behind a summer-green hill the shape of Wolfbane’s snow-colored wings soon bring him into focus. He hovers curiously atop the large rise, peering down to where the call of his name had come from, and when he spots the young, recognizable filly Bane doesn’t hesitate to swoop down the sloping side and coast over the ground to where she wandered.

“Look who it is!” The mature stallion whistles brokenly, circling the petite gray girl before coming to a soft landing beside her. “Mary mary, quite contrary.” He teases lightly, a boyish grin splitting his mouth apart just so he can reach out to tug at her growing mane. “How did something so lovely come from something like a rhinoceros of your father?” The elder male wonders, laughing gently as he moved apart from the girl. At his sides both wings furl closer, tucking atop his spine like a pale cloak might.

“What brings you east to my neck of the woods?” Bane asks at last, shaking out his upright mane so that it could settle properly. The wind always seemed to leave kinks and breaks when he flew, and it felt better when all the short, white bristles lined up in row. “You can’t possibly be bored of Sylva already, can you?” He smirks, relaxing one blue-stockinged leg.

|| The Pirate Lord of Loess ||

@[Mary]