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diabolico - Lucifer - January 12, 2025 @Viskani what a wonderful it was for him to have treked such a height as he looked upon the land before him. a view fit for a king he would have once said, but long has that crown fallen. lucifer laid himself onto the layer of snow, it's cooling sensation pleasing to his unusually warm temperature. perhaps he was to hard on himself for merely seeking opportunity for expansion, isn't that what all kings wish for? lucifer was only allowed to ponder such fantasies as power had corrupted him and trust him into the pits of hell. as the cool breeze stirred him from his musing, he let his eyes flutter shut while his lips curled into their usual snarky smirk. out here, he had no reason to hide. RE: diabolico - Viskani - January 12, 2025 After her rather irritating discovery in previous days, Viskani had made it her mission to get away from the Vale more often. A pregnancy had not weakened her before, and it would not now. Chaudry could whine and cry all he wanted, but what reason did she have to listen? He certainly had not carried children before; she had done so three times, now four! Him included. At the very least her head was clear today, though her bladder was punishing her in it's place. A man ahead, laid in the snow so carelessly. Viskani paused, stared, her tail curling upwards before she trotted forward. You look like a king splayed like that, cheri. There is a hint of humour in her tone as she speaks. RE: diabolico - Lucifer - January 12, 2025 lucifer’s ashen gold eyes flicked open lazily, catching the faint silhouette of the approaching wolf against the wintry backdrop. he didn’t move immediately, his expression calm, almost bored, as though her sudden presence was little more than a passing breeze.   at her words, a low chuckle rumbled from his chest, rich and smooth. he tilted his head slightly, his molten gaze sweeping over her with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. a king, you say? he murmured, his voice like velvet edged with iron. i didn’t realize royalty came in such... relaxed forms. lucifer’s tail flicked idly against the snow, his posture still languid but his eyes sharp, watching her every movement. you carry yourself with purpose, cherie he noted, his tone dropping to a purr. tell me, what brings you out here, away from your kingdom? RE: diabolico - Viskani - January 13, 2025 She chuffed at his statement. What was else was a king to do? She had always imagined them to be rather lazy things. The strange man had a stranger way with his words, something that held her interest in him for now; the purr, the way he mimicked her pet names. My son, he nags. I thought I would get some exercise and let him tire himself out searching for me. She responds half-earnestly. I come from the vale below. Quite the lovely sight, is it not? She nods towards the territory in which she has staked her claim. It brings her quite a bit of pride to see it thrive the way it has, even in the dead of winter it seems to glow with opportunity. RE: diabolico - Lucifer - January 13, 2025 lucifer let out a low hum of amusement, the smirk on his lips widening as he listened to her speak. ah, so the queen has a rebellious streak, he drawled, his tone laced with tease. letting your son chase shadows while you stroll the wilds. a bold strategy, ma chère. perhaps he’ll learn something from the chase—or at least from your absence. he shifted, finally rising from the snow with an easy, fluid grace, shaking off the frost that clung to his dark coat. his ashen gold eyes followed her nod towards the vale below, lingering on the landscape for a moment before returning to her face.   it is lovely, he admitted, his voice softer now, though no less rich. thriving, even in the grip of winter. a testament, i imagine, to its queen. not many can keep a kingdom alive when the world turns so cold. RE: diabolico - Viskani - January 13, 2025 She muses at his words, trotting forward to stand next to the man. There is no flirtation here, for she has already found another to fulfil that purpose this year; it is only curiosity that brings her forward now. Do you speak French, inconnu? Or are your words only mimickry? Her head is at a tilt as the question is asked. Viskani has missed speaking with her own; her sons are not necessarily the best conversationalists. The softening of his voice is noted, Viskani eyeing him. Do you have a pack of your own? She asks. Tell me your name, and I will tell you mine. He is well-spoken, graceful. She wishes for such an influence in her pack. RE: diabolico - Lucifer - January 14, 2025 lucifer's eyes glimmered with amusement as viskani trotted closer, her curiosity evident. he dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment of her question, the smirk on his lips tugging just a bit wider.   oui, je parle français, he replied smoothly, his tone a rich blend of sincerity and playfulness. then, with a slight tilt of his head, he added, scherzo con te, my knowledge only covers common pleasantries. with a slight flick of his tail he muses il mio sangue canta sulla melodia dell'italiano. her second question brought a flicker of something darker to his gaze, though his expression didn’t falter. a pack? he repeated, almost wistful. not anymore. i have walked as an alpha, led wolves through fire and ice, but those days are behind me. lucifer stepped forward just slightly, his posture relaxed but his eyes watchful. as for my name, it is lucifer, he said, his voice deepening with a hint of pride. and you, bella regina, what title does a queen of the vale claim for herself?