The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

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LUCIFER
stallion | 18hhs | black | Keeper of the Ridge


Close, but not too close. Lucifer let his red eyes scan her frame a bit more and he did it up close as if he wanted to remember what she looked like. He could care less about that fact, but in the moment he was running off of instinct instead of actual want and it could have been shown if he was not as decent as he was at hiding most of himself. Having lived where he had for so long and having been a silent wraith for that time, he learned enough to compose himself and hide the indifference about this mare from showing on the outside. He needed to bring members into his ranks to grow his territory, but he was not entirely thrilled with that idea.


Flicking his gaze to hers when she spoke, he let a grin slowly curl across his lips. It was not the sickening twist he normally wore in the face of others, but one that spoke of a kinder soul than what was actually in the depths of the black stallion. “Men assume they'll get lucky aye?” He responded in kind to her words, his eyes dancing with a faint touch of humor. She would grow on him with that wit and mouth, but he just mentally shrugged those thoughts down before a chuckle left his lips at her next sentence or so. He was oddly enough enjoying this bit of conversation and it made his one back leg cock to the side as he rested and let their conversation flow.


“Tell you something you wouldn't guess, hmm?” Lucifer’s voice hummed from his throat and lips before he let his head tilt to the side for a moment as a faked pensive look crossed his face. “Well, I am not sure of what you can't guess. I would assume one thing could be my name.” Giving her a look that could be a raised brow, Lucifer scanned her a bit more as one of his ears flicked out behind them, listening to the other spots in the commons in case any other horses decided to come towards this lovely bit of a mare. “I am Lucifer. It's my pleasure to meet you, miss….?” HIs voice ended there, wondering if she would give this random black stranger her name.



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