The Lost Islands
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Lifting hooves of pure onyx, a dark as night brute moved through the pale dunes. Eyes stained crimson flashed with unbridled hatred as a thick tail lashed at the creatures sides. Muscles flexed and blushed, showing power in each step forward. Strength and danger, that's what one would see when faced with a beast on a path of destruction.

Tossing his thick head with a blast of air escaping his lungs, Lucifer eyed his territory with his ears tucking tight against his mane. He could taste something on the air, but what he had no idea. It ate at him, coursing through his veins like a bad weed. The feeling of barbs eating into his psych was becoming worrisome, but who would actually know what the feeling was pointing towards?

Licking his inky lips, the draft monster wanted to grind his back teeth. Pain flared through various parts of his body, but they were old wounds. He could feel time pulling at his body, but one could never say he had quit. Turning to face his carbon copy however, Lucifer watched as Noctifer came over the last bit of dune. Together, the black sentinels of the Dunes faced down their territory, muscles of draft stature coating both of their bodies. One however was starting to grow greying hairs upon his muzzle while the other was still strikingly onyx.


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