You and me He stepped from the den, a short glance back inside to ensure the pups were all within. Noctus and Solara were charged to watch the pups shortly before this. Vianni needed out. He was going to see to it that she got the opportunity to vent her frustrations and hunt once more. She was out of practice though so the devil king was going along to ensure his queen would be coming back victorious and unharmed. His eyes turned to where Vi had been and he motioned with his head to follow. This was much the same as what his father had done with his mother when he disposed of her. The difference? Lucifer was not his father, Vianni would be coming back alive. He refused to ever allow her to die. He would take her place if he had to, to ensure she lived. This was what love felt like, he was certain. His heart swelled every time he thought of Vi and his six children. He stepped into the clearing and moved past. He knew Vianni would follow, there was no question of her loyalty to him. She was the perfect queen to his domain as if she had been groomed specifically for him. He knew Noctus would keep the children inside, he had showed the boy how to without using his teeth. In fact Lucifer had taught him his favorite tactic, to sit on someone. He kept moving at a slow enough pace for Vi to easily overtake him if she wanted. His trust was in her. As he moved through the woods he kept his nose trained for the scent of elk that lingered almost constantly. He was content to track them for however long it took. This would be the start of getting Vi back into hunting shape, especially since she was so determined to go after Kait. Kait had a male guarding her and Lucifer was completely against Vi going without being in shape once more or him to keep the male off her. She was his to kill if he wanted and he'd be damned if another killed her, after all he wanted her to live by his side forever. He stopped as he heard the sounds of the elk ahead about thirty yards and turned his eyes to Vi. A smirk touched his lips before he motioned for her to take the head on this. He was after all only here as her back up. When they were done hunting though he had no intent on letting her just go back to the den, not yet anyway. She was cooped up there with children too often and they rarely got time to themselves now a days. The sun was beginning to go down but in the darkness of the woods they'd never know such a thing. Walk, "Talk", Think Could write a bad romance

Come feed the rain 'Cause I'm thirsty for your love, There was an odd pang of regret at having goaded Lucifer into taking her hunting with him. It was hard for her to leave the little ones behind, even if she knew they would be safe. There were several moments in the beginning of the trip when she had to be physically removed from her statuesque position, caught frozen and unwilling to move away from her demons any further. It was for her own good, and for theirs, but she couldn't help the feeling that there would be something wrong when she returned. As if they would all perish without her. It was something of a point of pride for her, that she had bonded so strongly with her pups that she was willing to stay out of shape in order to be around them. Lucifer had given her enough incentive, in the form of Kaitlyn and her betrayal, and the fact that the pups would need to be fed. She had tailored herself to him, and as such she followed him without question, and ultimately agreed to follow without a fuss. There was also that part of her that understood the need to leave them, and it was this part that took control once the scent of elk caught her nose. Growling softly, the dark witch moved forward on deathly silent paws, stalking about ten yards before she settled and watched the herd, scanning for any target that would be relatively easy to handle. Her dusty rose gaze looked over the herd, watching one cow in particular as she limped with a calf by her side. Vi decided that she would be a good one to keep in mind, but the calf would mean a hormonal and therefore unpredictable mother. With a soft sigh, she motions to Lucifer to take a place down at one end of the elk herd. She would take the other and weed out the piece of meat she wanted. She would drive her pick down toward Lucifer's waiting jaws, weakening the creature the entire run. Once she was sure Lucifer got her meaning, she turned and kept her body low and her nose to the wind. Always she avoided being upwind of the herd, though her silent paw steps halted when she finally spotted her target. It was an old cow, well fed but, like the other female, she was limping. Vianni could see the swollen joints that meant arthritis and smiled. Perfection, I may even get the chance to bring the old bat down myself. She thought and sank to the ground, watching the lightly colored beast as she grazed her way down toward Lucifer. Walk, "talk", Think 'Cause without your love My life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust

I can show you pain He took his hint easily and skirted the herd, staying out of sight. Vi wanted to drive them then it seemed. He would let her. His ears pinned as he zeroed in on what vi was doing. As he reached the position he wanted to take he stopped and crouched like a cat awaiting it's turn to pounce. His tail lifted and he watched vi. She was deciding and he would let her. The cow from the other day he eyed. He'd pick her off eventually and her calf too. He eyed the bite on her leg and smirked. He knew his bite was bone crushing when he wanted it to be. He likely had damaged her emensely. He turned his eyes back to vi. She was eyeing an elderly cow. He gave a quiet nod as she readied herself. His jaw unhinged and his ears pressed back. His legs widened in the front and lowered his haunches slightly. His nape stood on end. He was like a huge bear in such a stance. It was Vi's move now. He was prepared. Walk, "talk", Think And make you say my name

Come feed the rain 'Cause I'm thirsty for your love, Vianni moved on silent feet as she got closer to the old, arthritic elk cow, her dusty rose eyes ocassionally flitting over to where she noticed Lucifer's path had led. Her affliction went so far as to give her a blind trust in him, and she had tested her theory many times in their past. Often pushing the male to madness, until he took what he wanted from her. Today, however, he seemed to want to test her. Vianni knew she wouldn't fail him, she would come out with this doe, or another. She would not stop until she was back on top of her lethargic seeming body. Having a male like Lucifer, who seemed always hungry, feeding you while you cared for six pups was often much easier than it sounded. He was a superior hunter, as she had known he was. He never let her want for anything, and it was magnified in the way he treated his children. His affection and gentleness with them allowed her to relax more and focus on physical recovery and basic life support for the cubs. Now, she got to stretch her predatory legs again, and she was finally away from the den sight for a stretch of time longer than the necessary bathing and relief trips. She was still for a few minutes, lining herself up so that the elk cow would come closer to her without detecting her. Once she was in range, Vianni sprang forward and hit the ground running. Her front and hind paws stretched away from and then pulled into each other, and she thrust her head forward to maximize speed. The action had the doe spinning on her hind legs, and trying to dance away. The result of those old, rickety legs was an awkward turn and a possible sprain to one of her front hooves. She managed her hooves though, limping harder on her right foreleg but still able to run. Damn, it was only a twist, and it was still usuable. Vianni snarled as she caught up with the slowed doe, and snapped at a momentary target, sinking her teeth into the meat at the back of the prey's hind leg. Ripping her own leg away from Vianni's fangs on the next stride, the elk basically crippled herself further. Vianni would not stop, though she was panting and it was clear her endurance would need work, she slowed for a moment and then put on a burst of speed to come up on the other side of the doe. A snarling bark had the doe back on track; as she had veered right after Vianni's attack on her left hind leg. She repeated her attack once the chance came, and again the cow was forced to rip herself on Vianni's fangs. The dark terror felt her own muscles burn and ache to stop, and she gave a short, yelping bark to let Lucifer know she was tiring fast. She would not stop her chasing and biting, not with the old doe too panicked to stop running, Vianni had to keep hurting it. At least, until Lucifer was able to come in and end the chase. Vianni would not last much longer. Walk, "talk", Think 'Cause without your love My life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust