The Lost Islands
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LUCIFER
stallion | 18hhs | black | Keeper of the Ridge


“Mmmmmm…. That is very true.” Lucifer's black ears twitched for a moment as he thought about what Helios said. He still wanted his prize from here, but instead he might have to go looking elsewhere unless there's something Helios could give him. Lucifer didn't really care what Helios had to offer, but something was better than nothing now that the idea of more battles rose in his mind.


Listening to the next bit, Lucifer gave a faint smirk before his head tilted to the side. “I'd say something of equal value. Only the ones that are sick in the head have a grudge against the dead.” Ah, there it was. Lucifer let that one thing slip as his head lowered and eyes pierce into Helios’s very own. “Not all is well upstairs sunny. I think you'd know that by now aye?” Chuckling after his words, the black beast lifted his head and looked about them.


“I could go poke at your neighbors though, carrying your scent all across the island and making them believe one of your herd members caused a ruckus. To me that sounds quite delightful.” Looking towards the closest territory line, Lucifer pulled in a breath. “With the ocean washing away my stench and you close enough, it wouldn't be hard to pass as one of your men now would it?”




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