Lost in the deep end // Any

[Wolfbane]

WOLFBANE

So many faces are passing through his woods that Wolfbane is beginning to think another trip outside the borders may be necessary. Why they are coming and who is sending them remains a mystery: he doesn’t like being shrouded in mystery. He also doesn’t like how freely they come and go, as if hidden eyes and curious ears weren’t watching and waiting around every bend…

Tyr was correct to feel uncomfortable here. Anyone who might pass the borders should, especially now that Wolfbane was loose and free to roam as he liked. The only shackle continuing to keep him grounded - Lepis, was her name - had been cast away. The absence of feeling altogether after their talk was a welcome balm to the pain he’d feel otherwise. Now? Now he feels instinct only. The necessity of eating. The serenity of sleeping. The urge to fuck and kill, kill and fuck. Gods protect whatever stood in his way now.

“You,” The commandant appeared from one of the many slanted shadows, striding out on glinting blue legs and with wings poised elegantly over his back, “are unfamiliar.” The accusation was a barking threat; his patience and desire for kindness are memories now. Taiga is not a playground for the rest of the world to scamper through, he would see that everyone who crossed his border knew that. This place of protection was under his guardianship and those within it, subject to his guidance.

Taiga’s days of being a neutral entity are over.

“Explain yourself.” The stallion demands, counting down the remaining seconds of patience he has left in his head.

Commandant of Taiga // Champion of Loess

@[Tyr] edgy Bane is edgy