Lucifer

For its my game you find yourself in.

About to speak more to his sister, Lucifer is stopped when the sound of his son’s voice enters his ears. Turning slowly, the black demon blinks his ears before letting out a puff of air from his nostrils. He does not know what to say, so he refrains for a moment. It does not take long for Yaga to see the hesitation, her own voice filling the gap Lucifer had left.

“Nothing bad, I can assure you.” She speaks, her head tilted slightly before a couch leaves her lungs. Turning his head at the sound, Lucifer eyes his half sibling, one he had yet to fully give away his hatred on. It was more of a simmer these days, but at times he was curious if he could still slit her throat like he had once dreamed. Shoving those thoughts aside though, the draft stallion lets out a huff that is louder, his body shaking to try and release some of the tension stuck to his hulking body.

As Ash spoke some more, the Demon King slowly shook his head. “Do not get your mother.” He rumbles finally, his voice managing to come through his tight throat and clenched teeth. “How about we just stand watch while she gains her strength?” Tilting his head faintly, the dark male eyes his son before nudging his sister slightly. “She has had a long journey here.”

Stallion ─ 18.0 hands ─ Black ─ Demon King of The Dunes