*setting up a track-tent for now*

The thick fur on the dark stag’s neck ruffled with a slight breeze. He lifted his head, eyes closed as he took a deep breath. It was hard to tell if he was simply calming his nerves, or only taking a breather before his next strike. The beast stretched his stricken leg out in front of him and lowered his head to the small wound that appeared there.

He seemed to forget the moose for the moment. He needed to be in his best condition to dispose of Asaroth’s culls. They would be no match for him. Half-breeds could never match a true demon’s strength, but if Asaroth interfered, that was another thing entirely.

Des had a few more years of experience in battle than the other brute, but he was pulled down a bit by age. The moose’s hit should have done no more damage than a bee sting, but the wound she had left on him was proof that he was not as fit as he used to be. Carefully he ran his tongue over the cut, healing it almost as quickly as it had happened.

He turned his attention back to his attacker

“ He is a fool. He brought me here as punishment for trying to dispose of his mate. I guess to teach me some ignorant lesson about dumb beasts, but in turn he has brought me to his family and put them in even more danger, He has you to thank for spilling the beans about his children. I would have never known if it were not for you my dear”
He spat the last word seeming satisfied in some twisted way, like a cat cornering a mouse.

“ I do not give a damn about that little black doe. She will be nothing but a scrap of fur if she cares to show herself and I won’t stay away, letting some half breed animal take over Asaroth’s kingdom when he passes is not acceptable…which reminds me..does he have a son?” .

It was really irrelevant to Des what the children were. He would kill them no matter what the cow told him, but if Asaroth did have a son, an heir, he would need to take care of it first.

Des seemed distracted as he listened to her words, his brow was furrowed in deep thought, as he stood there still as a statue. He kept one ear turned to the moose and the other ahead of him. He was searching. Both ears suddenly shot forward as he snarled, but it was more out of satisfaction than anger. He slowly turned his head to look back at the moose and snorted.

“Lies.”

The beast walked closer to her until their chests were touching. She was a head taller than him, but he didn’t care. He had already hurt her and would not hesitate to do it again if need be. He locked his cold blue gaze with hers as he spoke.

“You know nothing of demons and what we are capable of. No, I can’t prove from here if he has sons or daughters, but I can sense the demon in those brats. It is more apparent in one more so than the other, but they both put out enough of an aura from me to find them. “

He kept his gaze on her.

“ I highly doubt Asaroth’s little Night shade is down for the count. She should have been dead after the first born. No creature like that should have survived bearing a demons child and especially not twice…he must be keeping her alive. No way is she doing it on her own.”

He still held his cold glare, but if one looked closely enough there was readable confusion behind those icy eyes as he tried to make since out of what he was saying. It really didn’t make since. Why would Asaroth trouble himself to keep that animal living..but what if he wasn’t? He shook his head to focus his thoughts back to the moose’s first remarks. He was quiet irritated about those.

“ I do not befriend anyone, especially not something like you. No matter how beneficial it may be, and my dear..Why beat around the bush? I see no reason in covering plans with fluff.”

Des chose to ignore the statement about Asaroth. He knew how powerful the other beast was and that it was possible that Asaroth could kill him, but he would never admit that out loud and he didn’t care.

Des stood frozen again, as he quickly plotted his next move. He wanted to just kill the fool cow. She had certainly insulted him more than enough to deserve it. He thought briefly about going after one of the children. He could track them down easy enough. The weaker of the two auras was not very far away.

He growled and paced, tossing his deadly antlers. He had options, but what would save him the most work? The dark beast halted his pacing and snarled in the cows direction, a look of satisfaction had once again returned to his cold features. He had a plan.

“ Bait.”

He said with a slight purr

Why should he waste time running down deer in the forest when he could get them to come to him? He would take care of the children soon enough, but first he wanted to weaken Asaroth, his only real threat and he knew all too well that the best way to do it was harm or kill Night Shade. Her pain was his pain. It was part of their bond as mates.

He also knew that the moose was known to her and she would come to her aid if she was in danger.

“You can’t expose me if you can’t move!”
He snarled and charged at the moose with his full weight, antlers lowered . He would not hit to kill. The moose was a key element in his plan.

He was a bit taken back by the cows fall, but continued forward. He skidded to a halt, knowing that if he attempted to attack her, she could easily trip him up from her position. It seemed to be what she had in mind. He pressed a hoof into her back, forcing all his weight into that one hoof.

“Cow you have one option.”

He bared his fangs as he spoke

“Scream for the little black doe until she finds you. If you do not do as I say. I will go get the nearest child and kill it in front of your pathetic face.”

The stag held her down not with force, but with his words. The ease he spoke them made her eyes grow wide with shock and disgust. She knew that he wasn't making idle threats. He would brutally kill an innocent life simply to make a point to her. However, in order to do so, he would have to let her up, and that may give her a chance to strike him before he reached the fawn. She tried to come up with a plan before he lost his patience.

"I will not scream, not for you, not for anyone! I cannot allow you to harm a fawn...but I will not scream..."

As she spoke these words, a thundering sound began building, growing louder and closer. She heard a roar, though not it's words, and turned her head in time to see Asaroth in a rage charging toward the two of them. Flashes of relief and guilt passed over her; he would drive this brute away, saving her and whatever fawn the beast was planning on using as a threat, and yet...she had come so close to betraying her friends, and had inadvertently led the demon very near to them. She hoped that Night Shade would not come running as well, would stay with the little one, but knowing her fierce temper, that didn't seem likely.

Asaroth's teeth bared more and he snarled, running faster toward the other large stag

"Your business is my business, I will kill you if you continue to harm others!"

His head went down and bare his antlers toward him, snarling angrily he lept forward over the moose and collided into the other stag, antlers locking with his. His legs dug in and shuvved back, twisting his head to try to flip him

"You can try it if you want, either of them will easily kick your sorry ass", he snarled angrily and struck out at him with a front hoof at the man.

He bare his fangs and remained between the two females and the stag, tail flicking and glared at him, snarling lightly. His hackle had lifted, ready and fully capable of attacking and possibly killing the stag.

Asaroth's eyes narrowed a tiny bit and gave a loud growl, tail flicking as he shifted, making sure that the stag was long gone before stomping his foot. He turned slowly and moved back to Night Shade and the moose to see if she was alright.

Still confused and startled at the quick and brutal fight, the big cow slowly got to her hooves, her legs still trembling slightly. She nuzzled Night Shade briefly, glad that the beast had not turned against her, and then nodded to Asaroth as he walked toward the two of them.

"Thank you for coming to my rescue. I angered the beast and he overpowered me...I'm afraid I've given away your family secret however...he knows about your children and it's all my fault!"

She hung her head in shame, pain across her face as she broke the news.

"He means to kill them, I'm afraid he'll stop at nothing. He seems to think they're a threat to some sort of succession."

She looked up at him; now that she thought about it, she was confused about the reaction of the demon. So far as she knew, there was no rulership of the forest, although some of the inhabitants seemed to claim titles.

Night Shade Nuzzled Ma in return and nodded to her mate, setting off at a quick pace. She had not gone too far before she spotted Des in the distance standing only feet away from her sleeping daughter.

“Get away from her you old bastard!” She screamed, picking up her pace. Hoping, praying ,that she could get there in time or that Lilth would wake up and run. Bitter tears stung her face. If her daughter was killed it would be all her fault for leaving her alone.

She wondered how she could have been so stupid. Night had gotten way too comfortable in the forest and took too much for granted. It was a rude wake up call for the little doe.

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Des smirked and bent down to the young sleeping deer, sharp fangs gleaming as he readied himself to strike. He wanted it to be a quick kill. His fangs had just touched the small deer’s fur, when something collided into his side, and knocked him slightly off balance he roared angrily as he twisted his body to face his attacker.


Night Shade had rammed into him to distract him long enough for her daughter to escape.


The young brown doe had woken when she heard the beast roar. She didn’t need any other explanation as to what was going on. Instinct told her to run and she did. She ran as hard as she could in the direction of her Father and Ma.

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Des gave the doe a toothy grin, as he looked down at her.

“Such a good mother you are, leaving your child all alone like that. Asaroth really knows how to choose a mate.”

he growled and stalked closer to the small doe, his breath ruffling her fur.


Night wanted to run. She had dealt with him before and knew there was no way she could fight him. He was one thing she actually feared.

“But it’s actually a good thing your daughter got away.”

That unpleasant smile again

”My plan is working out after all”
The beast sank his fangs deep into her neck, sending the doe flying through the air like a rag


(hope that makes since |D lol 3 deer)

Asaroth's good eye flicked toward her, tail flicked his tail a little before he growled softly and very slowly looked back up ahead. He quickly looked to Lilith, tilting his head a tiny bit as he stare at his fawn

"Night Shade" he commented quickly and turned on the moose, eyes narrowing "Guard Lilith with your life. Lilith, remain with Ma."

He turned and took off, running faster, tail flicking as he bound swiftly through the trees, running toward where they had originally been resting, snarling angrily as he roared at Des, seeing Night Shade go flying through the air

The big cow lowered her head to the tiny fawn, nuzzling her softly, making soft noises to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid little one, your father will make it all better. You don't have to fear the evil stag while he is around. I'm sure your mother will be back shortly. Just stay close to Ma, and everything will be alright."

She pressed her body against the fawn, conveying comfort and warmth. While her body gave comfort, her ears strained for any sign of danger.

The cow looked the young doe in the eyes, seeing the intelligence there, the yearning for understanding. She mulled her words over before replying.

"To be honest little one, I do not understand a lot either. What I do know though, I will try and explain to you. I am not sure if you've noticed yet, but your father is a very important stag. Where he comes from, he is a ruler, and because of that, he has many responsibilities. One of those responsibilities is to make sure that his young are prepared to take over the responsibilities for him one day.

That mean looking stag that scared you...I believe he is a rival of your father's...he doesn't like him for whatever reason. Because he knows that your father cares for you very much, instead of dealing with Asaroth, he chose to scare you and try to hurt you in order to hurt your father. Your mother was scared and angry that he would hurt you and scare you, which is why she was upset. She told you to run because she didn't want you to get hurt by accident.

Hmm, I'm afraid I've rambled a little bit. Do you think you understand a bit more little one? Your parents just want to keep you safe, and that stag was dangerous."

ooc:((She handed * landed* hard on her feet *snorts at own fail..yay for sleep writing))
and i changed Lilith's font color a small bit <3

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Des ran after the air born doe with the intention, of catching her and throwing her again, like a dog flinging around a freshly killed rabbit, he was quiet enjoying himself. He loved to be cruel almost as much as he loved quick kills. It just depended on his mood and who or what he was dealing with. The beast was out of control. He didn’t even know what his plans were anymore; he had tasted blood and went wild. It was a weakness of his; he was more of an animal than any of the others in his company, feral and savage. He felt Asaroth’s antlers pierce his side and let out a loud roar, turning on his haunches to face the other stag. He locked his antlers with the other stag, bracing his legs hard against the earth as he pushed against the red antlers with his silver ones. His fangs were longer than before, visible even when his mouth was closed.

As the two big stags locked up, Night hit the ground with a hollow thud. She didn’t rise
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”Oh..”

Was the fawns only reply as she took it all in. So much didn’t make since to her still. There were such things as dangerous deer? She tried to wrap her mind around that fact. She had not known any dangers in her young life and was still terribly confused.The fawn had a lot to learn and fast it seemed.
She nuzzled one of Ma’s legs, like statues against her small frame.

Asaroth's legs braced against the stretch of his blows, snarling angrily "Damn you, you ass! Get control of yourself!"

He jerked back away from the other stag, tail flicking and stare at him, snarling gently and struck out at the other stag before he charge again, he would just have to hope that Des grew stupid in his rage and that he could get him down in order to get to Night Shade and get her away saftely from the dangers of the battle

Asaroth growled angrily as he braced himself against the attack, striking forward against him as he hit the attack head on, easily moving himself and tossed his head up, hoping to flip the stag, or at least knock him off balance. He wasn't sure how well the other demon knew his new body yet, but he didn't want to let him have any chance at getting the upper hand

The crazed stag slammed down hard onto the earth, as he was flipped. In the crazed since of mind, not only was he immune to pain, but he also didn’t fight with his brain, no plan of action, no goal, just kill kill kill. He wanted to taste the other stag’s blood, tear the heart from his chest. What he was feeling was nothing but blood lust.

He was as dangerous as he was weak. If he could control himself he would be unstoppable, but as he was, he was clumsy and stupid. The only real strength to the complete take over was the pain tolerance and perhaps scaring and attacker into submission. He got back to his feet, cuts dripping blood all over his body, it only urged him on. The stag licked his lips and growled charging again, avoiding the meeting of antlers altogether, and sinking his fangs into Asaroth’s back.

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Like a true child she still had questions. She had understood the story well enough, but her brow was furrowed in confusion.

“I Understand now Ma..but why does it happen?..I mean…”


She wanted to choose her words carefully. She knew what she wanted to say in her mind, but she was having a hard time communicating it to her mouth, she wanted to make since.

“What makes the darkness?”


There that was, what she was looking for. She looked up at the moose eyes wide and full of curiosity. She couldn’t understand why anyone would willingly hurt others. It was a hard concept for her to wrap her innocent child’s mind around. In her little world everyone got along, except maybe her parents at times, but she was used to that. In fact it put her to sleep most of the time.

The fawn nodded her head. She understood enough,but something else had her pondering.

Ma seemed very unsettled and it was making her unsettled as well. She looked in the direction that Ma had seemed so concerned with. The doe knew that was where her father, mother and the scary stag were, but if Ma had been so sure that everything with them was going to be ok, then why was she so nervous?

The fawn didn’t like it. She felt like she was being left in the dark about things again and she wanted more answers.

She could also hear the sounds of battle, crashing antlers and loud roars. A shiver ran down her spine as she looked up at the moose, eyes wide and fearful once again.

“Ma..What if they don’t come back?”

Asaroth's head flung back in pain, eyes wild as he yowled angrily, looking to the stag who had latched onto the flesh behind his shoulders. He bare his own fangs, long and sharp, ready to kill.

He was lucky that Des has been stupid, had placed himself into such a terrible spot. He had the upper hand, able to reach the back of Des's neck from here.

Fangs flashed out as he took the opportunity, sinking them deep into the flesh and muscle of Des's neck, beginning to tear away at it to get his opponent off of him

As soon as the little doe cried out, Ma rushed forward, her heart heavy with guilt for hurting the innocent thing.

"I'm so sorry dearheart! Please don't cry! Please, don't think for an instant that your parents aren't coming back! They simply have to deal with this brute and then they will return to you."

She turned her head toward the sounds and then back to the fawn, thinking. She had to protect the little one, but she didn't know whether it would be more distressing to be kept waiting or to move closer with the chance that she could help in some way. Finally she spoke.

"Lilith, I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to think seriously about it before answering, can you do that? If we move closer to where your parents are, there is a chance that you will see things that are very scary, and you might have to run very quickly at some point. If it means that you can see your parents and know that they are ok, would you promise to listen to me completely no matter what you see? That means that if I say run, you run, if I say hide, you hide...do you understand? If you would rather stay here, I understand, I will go wherever you go."

She looked at the fawn with care and with respect. She was treating her like an adult, rather than simply speaking to her like a youngster.

The moose nodded and turned and lifted her head to scent the breeze as the little one did. She did not smell death at least, and that gave her heart. The smell of blood was thick however, and she did not know what they would find.

She turned back to the little doe.

"Very well my dear. We are going to walk carefully and try to remain out of sight of the evil stag. I want you to stay very close to me, alright? You might see things that scare you, but I know you can be strong and stay by my side. Most importantly, no matter what you see, do not shout out, alright? If he is distracted and doesn't see you, then if he can't hear you it is an even greater safety. Are you ready? Let's go."

She began walking in the direction of the battle, hoping that there would be nothing to horrify the little fawn.

Asaroth's ear flicked, his daughter. He let his gaze flash over to them as he took the pain, fangs tearing flesh from his opponent. He would have to end this quickly, see if Night Shade was alright then console his child.

He turned his attention back to the fight and snarled angrily, releasing the bite only to snap back out and into the flesh. He knew there would be no end if he didn't do something to incompacitate the other beast.

With a snarl he shifted his weight, sharp hoof striking out in a powerful blow to break the bone in his back leg, hopefully this would be enough to stop the fight and cause the other demon to retreat

(bahhhh fixes hear fail on last post* should be heart))

There was an unpleasant cracking sound in the stag’s ears. It lasted for only a moment before, he felt himself collapsing. Something had thrown his balance off greatly.

His grip loosened as he dropped to the ground, snarling and confused. He made a few more snaps at Asaroth’s legs, trying to find leverage to get to his feet again. The big stag then tried to stand on his own, but his leg gave and he met the earth once again.

He just remained where he was; snarling and snapping like a trapped dog. He couldn’t keep himself in his insane demonic state any longer.

Slowly he started to calm and his fangs went back to normal, as his eyes rolled back and his head hit the earth with a thud. He was not dead, his body was just exhausted.
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Lilith took a tiny step forward as she saw the beast collapse. She couldn’t stand it any longer, she had to know.

She broke away from Ma’s side at a dead run, until she reached her mother.

The black does neck was torn in two places above and below the mark Asaroth had left on her. It was almost as if the beast had tried to aim for that particular spot when he attacked her, but had missed.

Four more puncture wounds were located along her side above the rib cage and her back. The blood around the open wounds was already dried and mahogany in color.

She had stopped bleeding, but was it soon enough?


Lilith shivered, and tears started to form in her eyes and made their way down her muzzle. The young doe fell to the ground, next to her mother, becoming stained with blood as her legs hit the earth. She buried her head into Night Shade’s side and started to sob.

The moose watched frozen, first as Asaroth threw the other stag to the ground, then as Lilith went running to her mother. She only began to walk forward as Asaroth stepped away from the dark stag and began attending to his mate.

She stood a slight distance from the dark stag, far enough that he couldn't reach her with a hoof or his fangs, but close enough to deal with him if he moved from his position. She wanted nothing to interrupt Asaroth in his treatments. She had seen how the other demon had healed himself from her kick, and she believed that if Night Shade were to stand any chance, Asaroth would need utter concentration.

She waited, numb, to see what would become of her friend.