Geremy
Once more the obsidian clad brute was on the prowl again. Dark hair cascaded down his neck and rippled like waves did the ocean with every powerful step he took, his body flowing with ease over the uneven terrain. Over years of playing his games Geremy had learnt to begin his hunt in the early hours, ensuring he would get the dam he set in his sights. Very few others would challenge him if he approached a female he wanted, his size and muscular frame were off-putting to the younger bachelors, herd stallions and kingdom stallions.
He was not long standing atop a rise in the meadow, surveying the area for any potential angels that he may prey upon that one caught his eyes. The blue of her mane and tail drew him like flames did a fly and he prowled down towards her, the muddy terrain causing no trouble for his large hooves as he flattened the soil towards the mare.
She had looks, there was no denying this, and if all went well, she would be a fun one to toy with and then leave heartbroken when he was done. Yes, this one he would enjoy. His onyx eyes looked her over silently as he moved closer and closer towards her, he was almost sure she'd be aware of his approach now.
"Hello there" He purred, his voice as husky and deep as ever. He cocked his head to the side as he got a better look at her up close and admired her only more.
"What brings a beauty such as yourself to the meadows at this hour?" He asked her, attempting to lure her in with his voice.
And so the game began once more. To lure the poor angel in with his charms in any way he possibly could, keep her around for a week or maybe a few months, depending on how fast she fell for him, and then when he got bored of the game, he'd leave her for another. Sometimes he'd juggle several at once, sometimes he wouldn't, it all depended on what was available at the time, and which angel took to his fancy. So far he held no preference, tall, short, young, old, darks, lights, gentle, stubborn. To him it did not matter. They were all angels in his eyes, and they were all victims of his games.
Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.
