You're playing my game now. Posted on November 28, 2025 at 07:14:02 AM by Lucifer
Shifting his weight from one hind hoof to the other, Lucifer could be found staring at the clear waters of an oasis. His crimson eyes were narrowed, staring at his beat up and scar covered frame. Curiosity tickled the back of his mind, but the monstrous stallion did not delve too deep into it. For some reason, he was scanning all of him for just how many scars he held, as if that would answer any and all questions that trotted themselves through his mind.
Lowering his head to inspect his face, the brute was drawn from his self inspection when a call rang out over the territory. Flicking one ear towards it, the demon had to take a second and absorb the sound before his head lifted and turned to face the way it had come from. Tilting his head to the side, Lucifer found surprise color his blood before a snort escaped his lungs. It seemed his other dark mental state woman was able to return home.
Moving his body, Lucifer pulled his frame away from the oasis and trotted towards where he heard Witche call. This was something good for him, yet the toxic mutt let his ears pin slowly as his nostrils drug in the scents he could from the wind. Oddly enough, he wouldn't put a trick past Nyimara, which spoke volumes on how he thought about that particular mate and her territory.
“Witche.” He spoke, his tone more gentle than usual, but he didn't show much else as he tried to make sure there was no trick. “You've returned.” He tumbled, his thick frame stilling in front of the woman, gently reaching forward a smidge to offer her his muzzle in greeting. “I apologize for not coming for you myself.” He didn't ever apologize, but Witche received this as his ruby hued eyes scanned her. “I hope all is well?” As that question slipped from his lips, Lucifer tilted his head to the side.