A faint glimmer lit the depths of crimson colored eyes. Large black ears folded neatly forward as a cheshire grin marked a black face. Lucifer found this mare to be quite delightful and he found himself wanting to go closer and take a nibble of her fur. The raging beast deep within his soul had the grin on his face turning more dangerous and evil as he flicked his tail against the back of his legs. She was smart in trying to lie to him, but her story was not adding up. Lucifer knew that the Prairie was not connected to this island and that a true Queen would not act like a spoiled child.
Turning to watch her move around him, Lucifer let her get a few steps in before his large body pushed through the grass and managed to stand before her again, this time his ears tucked against the base of his skull and his teeth snapping in her direction. “You might claim to be the queen darling, but you are nothing more than a stain upon this land.” His voice was rich, the deep tone marking the air as he shot his red gaze over her. Lucifer did not enjoy little games led by others. He was the game master, or so he would like to think when others were involved in breathing the same air as him.
“Now tell me my sweet little lioness, what is your true name and the place you actually originate?” No longer was he up for her games, his hulking body standing before her as if he were a serpent ready to strike. Then again, given the chance, he would be much worse than a king cobra if she took the wrong steps in the next few moments.
LUCIFER
stallion | 18hhs | black | of the lagoon
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