wulf smiles appreciatively "good job" he says, and will put the horse into a full gallop "just hang on little sister" he calls as the night air flies past your face. wulf easily puts the horse through its paces, and will return it to the stable panting and lathered in sweat "caspars a good beast" he says, rubbing down caspar with a curry comb. "still in the prime of his life, accustomed to vampires, and surly around other people that arent his owner" caspar nickers, and rubs his face against wulfs. "when we part ways, i want you to have caspar. He's a free spirit, and i cant give him that anymore" wulf turns to you "i want your oath to take care of caspar. i know your life is more important than his, but give him a treat on sundays, and curry comb him daily. He's vain about his appearance"

wulf offers a massive mitt "do we have an accord?"