{ Knock, knock

[lynx'']

COCAINE

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Bite me.

Feeling relieved, and extremely deflated, i carried myself at a walk, and no faster, after carrying another around for such a long time, it felt weird to be light again. Although i felt perfectly fine, a part of me was sinking as i followed the scents to arrive back at Black Lake to meet Xehanort; the father of our newly born daughter.

Casting a glowing look down at her; i gave her a faint smile as she bounced on her strong yet spindly legs; charging forward, then stopping to wait for me to catch up. She took in all the scents and different sights and seemed to get more excited as we traveled further South, into the dark lands. This, i couldn't help but feel proud, i was hoping she would take after us, both dark, evil and cunning. I wanted her to be free, but not to wander to the light side, for she would likely be killed in the upcoming war.

I let loose a soft snort and i soon reached the boundaries of Black Lake; arching my neck proudly; my short mane bounced in the slight breeze; my whipcord kinked high into the air, mocha optics scanned the horizon for Xehanort, but to no avail. Pricking my audits forward, a let loose a scream, half-rearing and slamming my strong hooves down into the ground; casting my glance sideways when my daughter copied my actions, her voice was frail and high pitched, but still it held dominance and such power. Opening my maw to speak; i licked at my muzzle and eyed her with a firm look. "Xion, silence; he will come." I spoke with snake like tones; licking again at my maw before returning my gaze ahead, Xion copied, arching her tender muscles into a great bow, her stump of a tail wiggled in anxiety i could tell she was excited to meet her father. As was i, i had been away for some time, yet couldn't explain the feeling i held for the killer.
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[azul.]

{ X E H A N O R T ;
I avoid what I don't know, I'm confused if it's real love.

This plot hadn't exactly gone to plan. Never mind the constant force, the constant plea to take control today; it was the fact that I had some sort of affection for Cocaine, even after killing her mother, and taking her hostage. I'd always believed that Daddy Yarraman would come to collect his prize - that turned out to not be the case, thanks to Riku's 'rules.' But now I was in charge. I was the one who would be keeping the russet princess. What an honor that was. Chest deflated in a long, heavy sigh, and then my crown lifted, amber eyes shooting open, the veins in my legs prickling against satin-like skin. Just from the way that the air changed, the way the humid spring breeze flattened suddenly, she was here. And she had company. My company.

Lips twitched slightly attempting a smirk, but only managing a soft smile, thoughts of my russet princess and a small figure beside her, baring both of our demon bloods; oh, it was so exciting. I remained still where I was, perched at the top of a quaint little hill, keeping my amber glints steady, scanning Riku’s realm, heart beating irregularly. Like many expecting fathers, probably how Riku felt during this season, I had to wonder; who did this child look like? Would it be a failure for us? Or would this foal surpass both Cocaine and I, rising to the top, in the midst of a war? Hot breath was exhaled in an abrupt huff, and then limbs pushed my broad frame backwards, descending my hill, towards the fragrant scents that could only belong to Cocaine.

I hurried forward at a smooth, gliding jog, unable to read my emotion. Anxious? Nervous? Maybe. As soon as amber glints caught the sight of the pair, molded together, I stopped, maw forming a smile. Radars pricked forward, listening to the two’s lyrics, back and forth; ”Xion; Silence. He will be here soon.” Xion. Orbs remained still, the smile lifting into an opened-mouth grin. Such a perfect name for our daughter. I waited for a few moments, then stepped forward, through the rising fog, until I was face to face with Cocaine, only to be blocked by a mocha tinted child, her amber orbs glaring at me. Something must’ve read in her façade though, because she stepped back, her face lighting up in a teasing grin. Frame shook in a small laugh, smirking, and then I lifted my gaze, staring at Cocaine for a short while, masculine voice emitting from a tight throat. ”Welcome back, Cocaine, Xion.” How I longed to step forward and embrace the russet demon; instead, I reached out and bumped her crest, then twisted my own arched boa around the watch Xion, touching to top of her crown. ”Hello there princess.” Smirks softened slightly when the elegant filly lifted her crown to snort out a rough breath, then her delicate nip was felt on my satin nares, and my frame rumbled with laughter.

{ X I O N ;

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Gangly limbs struck the turf beneath me in a fluent motion, delicate radars pricked forward, scanning this new, bright world. Thin frame slammed to a stop, arched boa twisting around on soft shoulders, amber glints staring at mother expectantly. She smiled at me; I flashed her a smile, soft and affectionate; after all, I couldn’t be rude – she was my mommy! Stilts rocked forward, prancing in a large circle back towards her large russet figure, remaining by her side for a few moments, high pitched vocals floating from my dark maw. ”Hurry up, will you?!” Tone squeaked between octaves, and then I released a cute, little giggle, bucking back with ebony tinted hind legs. Small statue paused for a moment, and amber glints took in my mother’s frame with a proud feeling. Chest inflated – my mommy was the best mommy ever! She was probably stronger than every other little brat around this big world, and I knew it. Small throat shook in a faint whicker, and fore stilts lifted off the firm ground, slinging themselves over my mother’s broad back. Boa stretched out, crown layed upon her withers for a few seconds, but then I could scent a new realm, and parted the ‘hug,’ passing mother, nares wide and curious.

Radars cupped forward, catching mom’s abrupt snort. So, we were here already? This was home? Musky odors made my nares wrinkle, creasing my gentle façade into a frown. With that expression, I whipped my head around to stare at my mother, snorting back at her. I waited until mother caught up, absolutely fascinated when she rose high up into the air, her chilling, yet amazingly delicious scream ringing through this endless land. Soft smile rose into a smirk, and I stomped my forelimbs into the turf, begging for the russet’s attention, then mimicked her every move, only my scream was a little less animalistic. Meh. ”Xion; silence. He will come.” Ambers twisted around at mother’s stern words, and my façade soured for a few moments, but then I giggled, and pranced back towards her, voice floating into the open. ”Fine, momma.” I exclaimed, the ducked my crown below my mother’s thin barrel, suckling greedily, inky whipcord flicking against my flanks. Only when I heard the approaching sounds of a larger, stronger beast, did I leap in front of mother, thin tresses floating in the warm breeze. Radars pricked forward, then pinned when a dappled brute emerged from the fog – for a few moments, I was stunned, glancing back at mother, amber orbs widened. How did he do that?!

I dropped my fighting stance and lifted my crown towards the beast, watching him nuzzle mother. Ah, so.. This was father. Teasing smirk rose to my maw, and I watched the pair silently, amber glints flickering, much like a prowling lion’s. Stilts carried me closer to the opposite pair, and I stared at them both, then lifted my maw up to the stallion’s, nuzzling him with an affectionate edge, finishing with a quick, mischievous nip, milky tinted ivorns grabbing his tender skin and pulling slightly. I then ducked up mother, high pitched lyrics thrown out into the air. ”Hello, father.” Oh, I sounded so mature! Proudly, my crown lifted up to mother’s, and I waited for her approval, then bumped my shoulder to her chest, whipcord batting against my haunches. This was fun! I was their little princess![/color][/size]

[lynx'']

COCAINE

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Bite me.

I watched nervously around me as the fog became thicker; i scented Xehanort close by, but i couldn't see him; a low nicker was released, partically for him to come quickly. Though i douted he would hear my rumble. I sighed heavily; my legs arching slightly from all the walking. Out of nowhere; he appeared; shocked slightly, i stepped back, he looked so big and powerful compared to me; although i was muscly and strong; i was only two, and Xehanort was fully grown, again, i mumbled a hello through my nostrils as they flickered; and when he reached out to touch me i froze; stunned. What was this? I felt nervous, for the first itme in my life; would he like our baby? What had he degraded me too? Where was the once powerful bitch that loomed over my personality? now, it had been shifted and a nervous filyl stood before a powerful sire.

When xion spoke; i snickered, i was so proud of her! Her flashy words struck me as dominating and i couldn't help but glance up at Xehanort to see his expression; hesitantly, i stepped forward and nipped the dappled brute firmly on his shoulder; but not pulling back; instead i licked affectionatly at the place i had snatched. "Xehanort.." I murmered; stepping away from him and glancing over at our baby.

ew ew ew no muse =/
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[lynx'']

dead?