You're playing my game now. Posted on November 1, 2025 at 07:54:57 PM by Lucifer
Time had seem to warp. It went from spring to fall, forcing a black beast to look back on the missing season of summer in his mind. He couldn't remember a lick of it, which made him question “why” instead of “how”. Licking his dark lips and flicking his onyx tail against his obsidian coat, Lucifer slowly turned his head this way and that. He was taking stock of his territory, making sure everything was secure at this time. Realistically it was, but that gap of memory made him curious on if he had even been alive that whole season.
Striding forward on thick legs, the black brute felt his bad leg twist and flex against the sands. Pain slowly crawled from the ruined tendon that had healed as far as it was going too. He was weak, something he despised, but had to accept. Those battles, especially the one with Arroyo, creeped through his mind. He had fought many times, but none left him as broken as that one in the Ridge. If he was wise he would let it lie where it did, but deep down a toxic emotion wriggled on that memory.
Flicking an ear forward, Lucifer stops walking when a scent tickles his nostrils. Turning towards the desert, he eyes the direction the scent comes from, it isn't new, but at the same time he knows bone deep who it is. The taste of it on his tongue has his head tilting to the side, crimson hued eyes staring. It's so close… he knows it is. He could just go, steal, and run, Nyimara could stop him this time… but she couldn't forever.
Tossing his head and looking away, Lucifer bites his tongue as he snorts out a breath, this time hoping to catch one of his herd members on the wind. “Rieva…..” His voice is barely a whisper on the wind then, more memories choking him as he lets the stillness of the day grab ahold of him.