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Demon was out fetching supper for his family when he heard the all too familiar sound of someone landing nearby. He had been in the middle of killing a deer, and therefore unable to look up immediately, when the sound had first reached him. Another trespasser! He was growing more and more aggravated by them. There were those that come looking for glory -defeating the nasty Kalona that rules the mountain, there were others who simply wanted to come and gawp at a real life legend... and then some, who he was actually starting to see as the worst, who actually wanted something from him. Be it to have him listen to a problem, or try and solve a dilemma or conflict for them... or teach them Black Magic. Word was spreading fast, which was a good thing for the most part, but this was a consequence he was starting to find disfavour with. Perhaps he should start putting heads on spikes in warning?

He licked his lips at the thought, what a delicious and gruesome sight that would create, his family wouldn't mind... Cherish would just smile and agree, Riverio would hold no opinion, Payne and Phury would likely wish to help, and Zeath would be most useful with those flexible claws of his. They were a rag-tag group, they were his.... and Demon was highly possessive and overprotective with what was his. This mountain was his, the wolf pack was his, his family was his.... and he would have it no other way.

Knowing what a sight he must be covered in a fresh kill, rubbed himself over it to mark his scent and then went in search of the intruder. It didn't take long, and they were currently spitting out what appeared to be hawk feathers. From the features it was a kalona, pure breed too if their features were anything to go by. And if her wings and horns and tail hadn't given her away that devious little smirk would have... a smirk that only ever meant one thing... trouble. He huffed. As if one puny creature would ever be a match for him.

He strode forward with a confident gait, he didn't bother unfurling his wings to show his true size, didn't need to, he knew he was intimidating to most simply from his appearance. He was scarred, had chains left over from escaping Lana'thels clutches, several horns and extra long fangs... and if none of that warned you of his menacing personality then his glowing eyes soon would. They were cold and void of true emotions. "You are trespassing." He stated. Circling her as he took in her scent and features, took in the way her muscles bulged and relaxed. If his own dislikes were anything to go by it was likely racking against her heckles that he was examining her like this... good, push her out of her comfort zone. She should stand his attentions for intruding upon his seclusion and solitude. "This is my mountain. And I should warn you that my mood severely sours when someone pops by uninvited."

Stopped in front of her, face to face, he examined her some more, as if assessing her worth and as of yet undecided of her value. Kalona's were important, the life blood of the world as far as he was concerned. It had been drilled into him from his mother how important they were... while his father was much more relaxed in his view of the world... wings and an interesting quality was enough for him to breed. His excuse was to create the perfect creature to carry on his genes and make him proud... odd how Demon was not considered anything close to his ideal result. What his father sought Demon would never know, and he suspected it didn't even exist. Whatever, he had no time for his old mans delusional ways.

Demon huffed at her little speech. It was good, all innocent eyes and faked whimsy... but it was not good enough, he saw it to be naught but a charade and he was fed up of playing the guessing game. "Perhaps for another other breed of mare that may be true... but you are not just any breed. You seem to forget that I know all too well the impulses of our breed." He stepped closer, shifting to the side as his serpentine tail stroked her face and he stepped away from her again.... to the side this time.

"You have rested for a moment, I will not permit you to nap... that would be foolish of me." Especially with my family so close, although most of them would be able to defend themselves he wasn't so sure about Cherish, the fact that she had been kidnapped all that time ago only spoke volumes about that. "Now go, before you annoy me even more."

He didn't care for her excuses, and his anger was bubbling just below the surface, like a cauldron reaching the boil he knew all too well that soon it would overflow.... but he welcomed the sensation, tamed it with his will power and focused it on his purpose. She looked young though, similar age to his Zeath. Perhaps it was for that reason alone that he hadn't attacked and chased her off on sight... but such generosity would not last for long.

Demon was rather proud of the fact that despite not expecting her intention of opening his wings he didn't flinch even when it came mere inches from his face. He would have have once had to repay the favour for that infraction, but he long stopped having to repay every little thing... wiser he supposed, and it was clear she was just a little kid. He was pretty sure he had once been just as hot-headed... what true kalona wasn't?

"Very wise young one...." Despite his words he had a feeling she was playing yet another game, another tactic... maybe it was because he had used every one under the sun in his youth, and later watched his children.. so he was a little curious to see what tactic she would use.... at least she had dropped the whole innocent act, that one grated on his nerves more than others.

As he watched her take flight he had to pause for a moment at the sight of her legs and wings doing some odd things before finally seeming to implode and collapse in on themselves and then fail.... he quirked a brow, taking a moment to watch her... faking or real? That was a rather impressive repertoire of swear words to say the least....

It wasn't until she spoke that he got his answer. Faking. She was laying it on thick, or at least that was how he saw it, she could be telling the truth he supposed but something niggled at him to doubt her. Sneaky female.

With a huff he approached her, getting into her face, his glowing white eyes boring into her as he scented the air. "You smell like a lie." He flashed his teeth, his fangs showing as a snarl formed. "And you know it as well as I do... female."

Gishoni hadn't seen his son and grandchildren in so long, in many ways he was secretly proud of everything his son had achieved... even if his mate didn't have wings! She may have the demonic horns but the missing feature put a sever dampener on his fondness towards her.... and two of their children? So small he had to wonder if they were simply something he had accidentally stepped on and brought to life... though he had to admit he held a fondness for their spunky attitude.

He still longed to complete his personal mission, to find a way to create the perfect being to pass on his genes. His past breedings were so far not completely right in his mind, but soon... he had a feeling that soon he would find something that would match him, give him something he hadn't seen before and wanted a slice of. There was so much cake out there and he wanted to gobble it all up... as long as it fit his criteria of course.

As he approached the mountain an all too familiar growl reached him, his son! He landed to see the guy nose to nose with a young kalona... female? The short hair made it hard to tell from this distance but her figure certainly seemed more feminine than his own. He didn't care about hair, his last breeding partner had been bald after all.... but strong.... with a growled chuckle he approached the obviously angry pair. "Now now," he clucked his tongue before allowing it to lick along one of his extremely long fangs. "Settle down children." He winked at the female, simply feeling the playfulness that usually consumed him when someone caught his eye.


Demon turned to glare at his father, rolling his eyes at the guys flirtatious ways. "Good afternoon father.... and what exactly brings you to my mountain?"

"Oh, hush now son.... I am far more interested in this delightful creature beside you right now." He mused. Stepping even closer and inclining his head slightly, "Gishoni. And it is a pleasure m'dear."

Of course it was! When would he ever learn not to both trying to expect more of his father? The guy would never change... and in many ways he was glad he hadn't turned out like him.

"Oh Kalona! I think I'm going to vomit!" He growled, his head looking between the pair and then landing on his father, the old guy should know better! What the hell was up with him! It was a child, a pure kalona, but a child all the same! Yet that didn't seem to phase his father at all and that rather p*ssed him off!

With a huff, an agitated swish of his tail... after all, what child wanted to bare witness to such an atrocity where their own parents were concerned? He said through gritted teeth. "Father... Gishoni... lay it off before I tear your eyes out through the back of your head." He gave an almost too sweet smile, though he knew it didn't reach his eyes and that his father would see it for what it was... a threat.

Gishoni glanced at Demon and flicked his tail in response. "I may be impressed with your talents son, but remember who is the elder of us! I sired you! Me! Without me there would be no you to lord over this mountain in the first place!" He knew he was simply pushing his son, but he did so enjoy the challenge, and Demon always provided a challenge, with each encounter between them it grew ever increasingly hard to actually stand his ground, his son was far more battle hardened than him, and had earned his reputation through blood and glory.... and yes, Gishoni was proud of that, was proud to boast of his sons achievements... if only the fool hadn't picked his particular mare for a mate everything would be fine between them!

He snorted, letting his aggravation out through his nose, he was busy... he had someone else worthy of his attention right now. "Since she is causing you so much trouble, how about I escort her away from here;" Have my way with her "And get her out of you way?" Though Gishoni knew this would be no long drawn out courtship he also knew he had to be careful, he couldn't seem presume that she would go along with him, sure she was showing all the signs of a willing female but Gishoni had got far before only to have his best laid plans backfire and explode in his face.

Heavy hooves moved closer, his tail swaying gently behind him as he narrowed his glowing red eyes to examine her more closely. His eyes were better suited to darker environments but he could see well enough right now to get the details. Her colouring complimented his own, and her wings seemed powerful and mighty.

Demon rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I do not care the means of her departure simply that she leaves." He stepped away, already bored with this interaction. He trusted his father enough to get rid of the stray creature... even if technically she was about to help sire the next bout of his father's legacy and provide him with half-siblings. He wanted to shudder at the thought... "Just be gone. I will take my family that you are too preoccupied to visit them right now." As if he cared, while he would never turn his back on his father... though they didn't exactly see eye to eye most of the time, he wasn't all that keen on him spending time around his family either. That critical eye of his, annoyed him... and one day Demon was sure he would simply rip his fathers throat out for the continued insult.

He licked his lips at the thought. What a delightful sight that would be!

"Very well Demon, your wish is my command." He half teased, though he did intend to do as he asked. "Care to join Tizona?" He practically purred her name with his most sensual tone, master through out his many similar encounters.... "The walk down the mountain can be.... rather enjoyable... when with the right company." He winked at her again, inclining his head slightly in an almost mock bow. "And I will admit that you have perked my interest m'dear."

Demon rolled his eyes at the pair.... they were evidently suited to each other. Good riddance to bad rubbish.... though of course if this venture bore fruit for his father it was possible the guy would try to dump another child on him. He grit his teeth, what did he look like? A walking bloody nursery? Of course.... taking them meant he could shape them his way... and if that didn't work, they made good targets for his own children to practice on.

He walked for a while longer before kicking off the ground and flying home, he didn't want anything more to do with the pair right now.

Gishoni chuckles at her reply and licks his lips as if he could practically taste her blood on his tongue.... he would taste her, just had to! She was a feisty young thing and he bet her blood was rich and youthful!

With an almost, but not quite, mocking bow he stated pleasantly enough. "Come on then m'dear." Winks at her. "Before the big bad shadow comes back to harass us some more."

He set off at a slow pace, glancing back at her to ensure she was with him before starting again. "What fortune to find someone as you here?" He licked his lips, never one to beat around the bush much. He took what he wanted eventually.... even if he did manipulate others in to believing they had chosen too..... so many fools in the world, so many creatures with interesting features that he wanted to monopolize and merge with his genes.... one day he would create perfection! "So... what brings you to this neck of the woods? Exploring or lost?" He grinned and purred the next part, "Or drawn to me?" He winked playfully at her, hoping to entice her into a coupling with a show of charm. His features spoke for himself. He was an extremely large stallion, cat like markings adorned his pelt, five horns on his head, extremely large fangs perfect for bleeding creatures, a spade tail and traditional kalona wings.... and if that wasn't enough his lust and rage were so potent that they had turned his eyes to a glowing red. Even in the dim light of the forest the glow was obvious.