Retrograde

Abigor

I own the darkness

The colt stalked through the strange undergrowth his ears pricked yellow eyes flashing darkly. His hat was tilted back allowing both eyes to shine in the dim neon light. His dragon his cloak, no covered in holes for his spikes, rested upon his stripped back. He had come to prowl the place where the portal had seemed to dump everyone. He was curious to see if he could find his father. His mother had told him what he looked like, as well as his name, but he had never met the dark stallion. He was sure the stallion would be twisted like himself, but he couldn't know for sure. He doubted his powerful mother would have settled for a weak man.

A voice whispered through the air followed by two growls. The yell that followed made his blood boil with delight; cautiously he quickened his pace eager to see what had happened. Maybe he would get lucky and find a blood bath on the other side of the strange undergrowth. He slowed as the scent of stallion, canine, and feline tickled his sensitive nose. 'Strange.' Slowly he peered over the row of bushes in front of him. He watched a stallion leaning over a strange small kitten. His lip curled slightly as he looked at the pathetic creature mewling at the man's cloven hooves. His heart leaped hoping the stallion would raise a hoof and smash the weakling.

Yellow orbs rolled as the unicorn merely sniffed the tiny beast. He stepped boldly into the open space his eyes traveling swiftly over the familiar stripes, and yellow gaze. He lifted his tiny head proudly his eyes fixed on the man. His voice was monotoned, void of emotion, "I assume you're Crowley. I'm your son, Abigor." He watched the older man wondering if he even knew he had a son wondering the world. It wasn't like he gave a shit either way, he had his step family and didn't even really need them, besides the mare. He hated that he had to have someone around to keep him alive. His eyes flashed wickedly towards the kitten. "You'd might be better off killing that runt, then trying to keep it safe in this wild world." His lip curled snarling at the tawny cat wondering what it would feel like to crush the thing. He looked greedily back to the stallion his tiny tail wishing with anticipation.

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