The black stallion stalked slowly, with deadly silent steps, up the narrow and steep path that led to Beyer Peak. His black demon wings rested at his side, as he was ready to take flight at any second. His blood red eyes focused only on what was in front of him and his pentagram marking stood out extremely well against the darkness of his coat. His ears were pinned forwards, listening to any sounds of movement. Any sounds of possible prey. His hooves, though large, as he stood at over nineteen hands, made not a single sound. He had, had many years of practice sneaking up on others and so now he had to put no effort behind staying silent and well hidden. As he neared the top of the mountain, he slowed to a halt.

"What is it, master?" Vetis growled lowly stopping beside the taller horse. Vetis was the black leopard that followed Lucifer and obeyed his every wish. His name, Vetis, meant demon of corruption. His yellow eyes stood out almost as much as Lucifer's red eyes. Whenever Lucifer took to the skies, Vetis ran bellow him, keeping a look out for anything interesting on the ground. When in fights, Vetis was useful in scaring the horse so that things were made easier for the black stallion. Together, the stallion and the leopard made a force that was almost unstoppable.

"Nothing." Lucifer snorted, shaking his head, before continuing on his way. Finally, he jumped and spread his wings, taking flight. Flapping his demon wings, he flew higher and higher until he was above the trees. Vetis ran bellow him as he flew to the top of Beyer Peak. Once there, he landed and, stretching for a second, he folded his wings back against his side. Looking over the land, he let out a loud call that was meant for only his queen, Hell.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][bg=6e1b24][atrb=border,solid 8 090e0e,true][atrb=border-color,090e0e,true] [atrb=style,width: 400px; background-color: c03f2b; border: #c12425 solid 2px;] I wish my girlfriend laughed like you, and got my jokes just like you do I don't want to give you the run around I'm holding on to what we've found you pull me in deeper with the way you move, yeah that's Chestnut coat seemed to gleam and spark like fire in the richness of the dying sun. Red eyes gleamed with a slight hint of darkness. The creature moved with a sensational, tantalizing grace, expression gleaming with a darkness that was mirrored in the only she calls her equal. The one whom she was currently hissing and snarling about not being at her side. It'd been far to long since she'd last seen the demented smirk of that deathly handsome bastard of hers. And she was beginning to get annoyed by his wandering. When she got her hooves on him, he'd be tamed into a docile little colt, who'd not dare think about leaving again. Oh yes, just you wait. She moved with purpose, muscles coiled and poised beneath her chestnut hide, ready for action the first moment her damned mate decided to show up. She stalked through the land, moving through nature with a coolness to her expression. Oh yes, he would be in a whole lot of trouble, there is no doubt about it. As she stalked across the land, near the base of a large mountain she first heard it, the damn call. Oh like hell! Oh, so he expects me to come to his beacon like a trained dog. Like hell. He can come to me. Which is when the vix stood beneath a tree, her body resting against the harsh bark, rubbing her fiery pelt against it, before she answered with her own call, making sure to emphasize the points that A) she was BEYOND angry with the stupid dud, and B) he was indeed CRAZY if he though she was going to come to him. She stood still then, resting against the tree, eyes narrowed as she waited . . . waited for her stupid dud of a stud to come to her. thoughts "speech" what you do when the world comes crashing down when you come around you set it on fire You take my world and turn it up turn it up, turn it up, yeah the way you move you burn it up, burn it up and you set it on fire

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Lucifer waited impatiently for his queen to show up. It had been a long while since she had been by his side and now that he was ready to settle back down for a while, the wait seemed torturous. He was about to send out yet another call when he heard it. His mate returned a call of her own only, it wasn’t what Lucifer expected. Oh, not at all. He had expected her to come running to him, to press against his side, and to be unwilling to move. But he was so far from right that even he couldn’t help but take a step back away from the mountain’s edge. He could tell just by the tone in Hell’s call that she was not happy, at all. He shook his head at the thought of what was to come. But snapping him out of his thoughts was the chuckling laughter coming from his companion.

“Sounds like you’re in hell lot of trouble,” Vetis chuckled amused with a sly smirk and flicked his tail against Lucifer. “Oh shut up,” Lucifer snorted in reply and shook his head. “Besides, I’ll likely enjoy whatever Hell has planned,” he said in a dark lustful tone. Vetis grinned, “I wouldn’t be too sure of that master, I think she’ll be the one enjoying it.” Lucifer laughed and flapped his wings, “Enough, come now Vetis, meet us at the bottom.” The black Leopard nodded once and turned, running into the trees and down the master. Lucifer waited only a minute before jumping off the mountain side and taking to the air. He let out another call to let his mate know he was on his way before starting his spiral flight down to the base of the mountain.

Once he reached the bottom, he landed smoothly in front of his mate and shook himself off, sending ripples through his demon wings. “My dearest queen,” he said with a smile, “It’s been far too long since we’ve been together,” he flapped his wings once before folding them back against his side. “Shall we go and make this a nice reunion?” he smirked and tugged Hell’s mane. He nuzzled her neck once and moved against her before laying his head over her neck.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 6e1b24; border: #090e0e solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] [style=border-top: 2px solid #c12425;] I wish my girlfriend laughed like you, and got my jokes just like you do I don't want to give you the run around I'm holding on to what we've found you pull me in deeper with the way you move, yeah that's There was no way in hell that she was just going to let him call for her, and she'd go running to him like a meek little foal, oh no. He better be smarter then that, and with her in her current mood, yes . . . well he'd better be smart and come to her, which is the reason that she'd demanded him coming to her, giving her own call, before promptly waiting, her expression less than pleased. If he really expected to get off the hook for being a fucking brat . . . . He had another thing coming . . . And if he wanted to spare himself the worst of it, he'd better be getting there . . . now. She was not going to let him get his way this time. She was pissed, she was angry, and she was going to let him have it when he finally got there . . . The sound of a call coming back had the wench smirking in response, damn straight he better come to her. She waited, the smirk still in place, but her body rigid and expression angry and annoyed. She heard the sounds of his wings before she saw him, and rolled her eyes as he landed smoothly, shaking himself off before greeting her, My dearest queen. It's been far too long since we've been together. Hell refused to return his smile, narrowing her eyes, "Oh no, don't call me that. And Who the hell's fault is that?! Huh? If you'd had wanted to come visit, you could have, but noooo. I had to wonder what the hell you were doing, where the hell you were, and if you were alright or not all on my own. So don't you dare go trying to be all sweet." She snapped angrily. She watched as he flapped his wings once, before folding them away, and smirked faintly in a 'yeah, you better put them away' way. Like hell I'm going to let him just fly away again. Not until I've put the fear of god into this stallion! She rolled her eyes when he spoke again, Shall we go and make this a nice reunion, He asked as he tugged on her mane. She instantly pulled her mane away before growling low in her throat when she was nuzzled, as she took a step away. Not that it helped, as he moved to lay his neck over her neck. She side stepped and twisted to get out of the embrace, clashing her teeth at him. "Don't you dare touch me. I'm pissed at you! And You're not going to use fancy words and sleazy moves to make me forget that fact to." She snapped, before reaching out and biting his shoulder, hard enough that she hoped it'd break skin, "That's for fucking disappearing with out a word." She bit at him again, as she advanced, hoping to back him up against the tree, "And that's for making me worry!, she nipped him a final time, gaze hard, "And that's for making me sleep alone in an unfamiliar place!" She snarled, watching him. Slowly, however, her eyes softened and she took a few more steps forward and gently pressed her muzzle against his cheek before cuddling against him, "And this is for coming back" She mumbled softly, cleaning the spots were she had bit him, before looking up at him briefly, "But be warned, you stupid stud. You disappear like that again, and I'll not hesitate to make you regret it." Her expression was stern, but the seriousness of her eyes gave away just how constantly worried about him she was. She sighed, before lowering her head slightly, burying her muzzle in his forelock. Well, as long as he is here . . . Ad he better not be planning on going anywhere any time soon, either.. thoughts "speech" what you do when the world comes crashing down when you come around you set it on fire You take my world and turn it up turn it up, turn it up, yeah the way you move you burn it up, burn it up and you set it on fire [/style]

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Lucifer had, indeed, expected Hell to come to him when he called from thee top of the mountain. But, when he heard her own, furious, call back, he knew his thoughts were far from right. If he wanted to keep himself from getting in more trouble than he figured he was already in, he knew he would be the one to come to her. Not the other way around. He replied back with a quieter call letting her know he was coming and the flew from the tip of the mountain to the ground, landing in front of his queen. When he landed, he calmly shook himself off before speaking. He had attempted to sweet talk her, using a bit of his seductive tone. But when she narrowed her eyes, not returning his own smile, he straightened up his posture and listened to her. He knew better than to argue with Hell when she was pissed off at him and so he simply kept quiet, letting her rant to him, and knowing, though he wouldn't admit it, that was his fault.

When she was done speaking, he flapped his black demonic wings once before folding them back by his side. He shook his head ever so slightly when she smirked before straightening again. When she pulled her mane away from him, he attempted to nuzzle her but knew from the low growl that she gave off that she was not going to stand for it and allowed her to take a step away. His stubborn self however, moved to lay his neck over her. But, when she lashed out with her teeth at him, he knew he was to back down. When she bit his shoulder and ended up breaking skin, he pinned his ears slightly and took a step back away. He moved back again when she bit him a second time and was now against a large oak tree, unable to move back any farther. So when she bit him a third and final time, he took the full blow as he could not escape.

It wasn't until she pressed her muzzle against his cheek that he allowed himself to come off guard. He couldn't help but smile at her stern warning before he nuzzled her back tenderly, "Don't worry my queen, I don't plan on leaving again for a long while," he spoke softly, his voice showing he was sorry though the words wouldn't come from him. When she buried her muzzle in his forelock, he wrapped his neck protectively around her. "Though I did have a good reason for going." He said with a hint a pride in his tone.