Where the devil hides and Angel's die
07-08-2018, 07:04 PM
The demon had moved southward, where a scent had caught his attention and made him detour. He'd seen the island from afar and decided then the swim might be worth it for him. That was a day or so ago. Today he was sitting in the abandoned building at the center of the island, the place seemed to be a tropical paradise for the demon king. Without vianni in his life now he held no reason to play fair or nice, nor was he currently sane enough to care if he hurt someone, even his own children were no longer safe. The boys were being pushed away and his female children were to be bred with. He had special plans for one of them though, Dea was most like his Vianni so she would be his brood bitch. His line would be strengthened by this.
He lay in the foyer area, a carcass under him and blood staining his face. The deer was long since dead and its stomach wrenched open. The moon was high above, casting him into darkness. The reaper was a sight to behold here. His eyes gleamed in the night and he watched the outside world as darkness took it. Fog was not uncommon here but the night was clear tonight. He could hear the birds in the distance, chortling their death songs. Blood stains the ground where he drug the body into the building. This was now his empire, as his in the north was removed from his control. The sound of a carrion bird had peaked his interest for now. It was in the distance but it sounded as if it hailed the death of his deer.
He lay in the foyer area, a carcass under him and blood staining his face. The deer was long since dead and its stomach wrenched open. The moon was high above, casting him into darkness. The reaper was a sight to behold here. His eyes gleamed in the night and he watched the outside world as darkness took it. Fog was not uncommon here but the night was clear tonight. He could hear the birds in the distance, chortling their death songs. Blood stains the ground where he drug the body into the building. This was now his empire, as his in the north was removed from his control. The sound of a carrion bird had peaked his interest for now. It was in the distance but it sounded as if it hailed the death of his deer.
Lucifer is a grade A jerk. His threads and all posts are rated M for mature. He is cannibalistic and has a tendency to force himself onto anything with four legs. He is bipolar though so he can also be a very nice guy, though also could have a mood change mid thread. You have been forewarned.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.