The Lost Islands
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Mazikeen
the hellfire queen
None
the king consort
None
the second in command
Vána
the populace
None
the second's herd
Mazikina - Orthon - Warcrime
the progeny
None
the second's spawn
Lucifer of the Dunes
Marceline of the Hills
the allies
None of nowhere
the adversaries
the rules
  1. Make friends with our allies, wreak havoc on our enemies.
  2. The co- and sub-lead positions may be challenged for by any member of the herd.
  3. Hover over names & ranks for additional information.
You're playing my game now.

She allowed his touch, which let the dark brute feel a bit more at ease. Hearing her words, he nodded slightly. “Yes. I came for you and our child.” Lucifer murmured, his nose near her swollen stomach before pulling away. Shaking his thick neck, the draft softly aimed a nudge at her hip. “Lead. We can talk while I follow and protect your back.”

As they started to move, Lucifer led just for a short while before shifting back and being behind the onyx and alabaster mare. His large hooves left big indents in the sand, showing who was here even when his scent vanished. He didn't speak more for a while though, listening to her speak as a broken but soft smile curled his lips. Oddly enough, Teagan could draw it from him without trying.

“No matter the speed, once we cross into the Dunes, she can't come for you.” Letting his voice carry to her ears, Lucifer continued to move as his ears rotated in a swivel atop his head. “Keep going. We are almost there.” He called again, this time his frame shifting just a touch closer to her own. Feeling her warmth against his chest, Lucifer embraced the feeling. He had to stay here, with her, or there was a chance he would turn around and charge into the Desert to face Nyimara on once again.


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