[open] Bloodfeather || Vulgaris, Leliana, Any ||

[Wolfbane]

Originally he’d intended to do this - come to Tephra, that is - a long time ago. Back in the early days of his and Lepis’ takeover, Wolfbane considered coming here to confront Leliana and demand the truth about Gale. Heartfire gave himself and his wife little to nothing when she’d intercepted them in Taiga thereafter, concerned with giving his daughter Eyas a cryptic message and an invitation while flat-out keeping the conversation focused on Taiga’s new leaders. And ever since that day, the focus of their entire world seemed to be on the Northern territories.

Scrutiny like that meant Gale’s early death fell behind more current, pressing issues. Now he was knocking on the enemies fictitious door with hopes of finding another child gone awry… possibly dead.

Bane swallowed down his anxiety and lifted his chin in the direction which Jakub would appear, shivering the fine hair covering his nose and twitching both golden ears like a bat until his chaperone arrived. “Polite of you, but no.” The brusque, colorful pegasus replied. He sounded amused at Jakub, but his expression never softened. Both hazel eyes were cut from clear glass and both stared through Jakub to where the jungle warped and fluttered.

He would’ve said more, had Leliana not come striding out from the swirling debris of her jungle portal to join the black minotaur guard. Instead he watched them touch and thought of the brief interaction between his Lilli and that Neverwhere mare.

“Leliana, Vulgaris.” Their guest went through the motions, speaking between a half-cocked grin when the last unexpected (and even more unexpectedly welcome) horse had arrived at their small gathering. For appearance sake Wolfbane laughed at his old friends joke, nearly as desperate as Vulgaris looked to slip back into their forgotten wisecracks, but away from Taiga and staring into the face of someone who'd been more than just a companion to him (who might understand Bane’s situation more than he realized) wore down the Commandant’s stoic mask.

Vulgaris, Leliana, probably even Jakub could tell where Wolfbane’s eyes had gone tense around the edges. His grin tightened; he glanced to where a young face peered out at him from behind the safety of Vulgaris’ legs and said, “Not alright, but it could be better.” The grin around his teeth softened for the filly - she reminded him of Elio. He shifted and turned once again towards the trio, eyeing all three with a heavy frown, “Things could also get much worse.”

Pointedly, Wolfbane looked at Vulgaris last. He was willing to speak with both Leliana and her husband openly, would even begrudgingly allow Jakub to stay and listen since fate seemed fit to toss the horned beast at him everywhere he turned, but what he had to say and the requests he felt driven to ask… these weren’t discussions for the likes of innocent children. Silence descended, awkward and empty. Bane looked down at where Meraki had been a moment before and wondered, “I hope I haven’t come at a bad time?”

@[Jakub]
@[leliana]
@[vulgaris]