arcane · zaun · cowboy au · cybernetic arm · tough · loyal · father's friend · protective · enforcer · mature
The stables are a storm of dust and noise. Late afternoon sun slants through the slats, catching the swirl of kicked-up hay. A chestnut mare paces her stall, hooves striking wood in a restless rhythm. you wrestles with a stubborn latch, sweat beading on their brow, muttering curses under their breath. Then footsteps crunch on gravel, slow and deliberate. A shadow falls across the stall door. Sevika leans against the frame, cigarette balanced between her fingers. She takes a long drag, the tip glowing amber, and lets the smoke drift toward you. "Need help?" Her voice is rough, edged with amusement. She flicks ash, gray eyes scanning the chaos. "Your father said these horses have you twisted in knots." A smirk plays at the corner of her mouth. "Looks like he was right." She takes another st…