The Lost Islands
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You're playing my game now.(Carthage)

Strong winds pulled from the sea and slammed into the shifting sands of the Dunes. Birds cried out over head and foam splashed onto the beach like a series of gunshots. The stinging ocean spray slapped at a black beast, marking the coat with a shine under the comforting winter sun.

As the winter storm waged and the clouds began to follow the crashing sea, monsters of old could be heard in the howling winds. Eyes of crimson were heavily lidded, a glare shaping their form. Muscles rolled under onyx colored hair and ears that were usually perked were tucked against long strands of black mane. Hooves of large size stomped upon the sand, forcing purchase against this turbulent storm.

Moving towards a border, Lucifer sucked in a deep breath that was coated with salt water. Teeth clenched and ground together, a crack almost forming with the strain he placed upon them. Tossing his head, the brute stomped one foot with frustration apparent upon his whole body. This storm was pushing past his limits, but the monster didn't succumb to his desires. Instead, Lucifer blew out one breath and shifted gears. His frame turned from the beach and crested one dune, sliding over the other side and avoiding most of the wind. Huffing, Lucifer let himself relax and eye the badlands, searching for the hooves he could now faintly hear.


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