Morgan was, in several ways, a drifter. He was so far from the Wolfsbane norm that it was surprising -- his twin brother, Markus, was the spitting image of their father Havana, and Morgan shared neither parents' dark looks or thirst for endless bloodshed. As pale as he was, the son was a black sheep. But his brother had always been there for him, encouraged his way of living, encouraged the exploration.

He was wanting to head back, to tell the family all about his findings of the island that were within his reach; he dared not walk past borders without expressed permission, after all. That was another thing that was vastly different -- he was cautious, while the rest of the family were vicious. But he was never excluded, and had joined Noctis Imperium with his family. And after Markus took over, he stayed around for a bit, then left for his own thing. A trailblazer. He drifted from place to place, finding little use of friends, yet desperate wanting them.

His peach eyes spotted Urbana from a distance, finding himself in awe of her colors. Liquid gold for hair, silverine body. The vampire was grateful that he had fed just hours before, so his hunger wasn't as strong as his will. So, with careful, yet deadly paws, he started for her. He wasn't fussed with making noise, so he didn't plan his steps too well. But he halted when he was several feet from her, and directed his gaze to the sky. "Quite a nice day, today, don't you think?"

Her response made him smile, thought it was bitter sweet. He disliked seeing anyone in such a dower mood as to ruin a perfectly good spring day. He took a few steps closer, catching her name and her mention of loneliness. "Morgan Craven Wolfsbane, son of Havana and Dalina Wolfsbane, brother to Markus Wolfsbane, and one of the many Wolfsbane family members." He dipped his head, chuckling dryly. "Not that any of that matters right now, I'm not yet with my family."

"I travel a lot, you see. Never in one place for too long," He sighed and sat down. "It gets dreadfully lonely. But, I am starting to head back to my home group. Doesn't stop me from yearning for company, though." He settled into a laying position, tucking his paws under his powerful body.