Fauna Fae & Hell's Chosen

RUMPELSTILTSKIN The way silence fell was always an interesting thing for it could tell you everything and then nothing of another when it took place. For Lilja it was almost as if lost in thoughts of perhaps prior words, not to trust others, to run from those like him. It would be wise in most cases this was true but Rum was an anomaly of this world. While the devil himself most would state he could not harm those of pure souls or females. It was a sacred vow he kept for himself and perhaps it aided in saving what sanity and soul he held left inside that scarred bodice. This beauty before him was untouched by sin,not tainted by the evil views of this cruel world; and he would be certain to keep it this way with perhaps a little tainting from himself. It was difficult when time was spent close to others for one had no choice but to share some mannerisms or quirks that the opposing carried but how truly enticing that was. With a beautiful smile from those inky lips gave the devil all of the satisfaction he needed. Those soft and harmonious words coming from those velvet lips, as she accepted his offer. The two beginning their exploration while Lilja broke the lead. Rumple followed suit carefully in his waltzing like prowl, a swagger unique to his self and yet it seemed natural once one was around him long enough. The woman's stride set slower as he called to her "I am here deary, always just a few strides behind." Grinning wildly as the thunderous voice rumbled, another creature tearing through those uniquely large ferns. The exclamation that came made the beast grin wider, oh yes how delightful was this! So many overlooked the small joys or the ability to learn such items from the world around them and yet here with a young mind she flourished as his mind did to gain any and all knowledge. "Yes Lilja! Blaze the trail!" The devil spoke in a excited manner as the two began through the wood work, their strides almost matching as he hung back just slightly. Those eerie eyes scanning the surroundings to make certain no other predators dare to cross him. Then again other equines were also not always a welcomed party, especially when a beautiful female was in proximity. Most stallions lost their absolute minds, which was horrific and quite putrid indeed. Word Count: 410. Notes: He is so excited xD Tag: @Dallilja You will always be fond of me. I represent all of the sins you never had the courage to commit.

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