"Crazy" Beauty and the "Hunter" Beast

[sugaronthecream]

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a cruel Prince lived in a shining castle surrounded by rich hunting lands.
Although he had everything his heart desired, the Prince was paranoid, selfish, and cruel.

But then, one winter's night, an old beggar-woman came to the castle, and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold.

None know for sure what happened that night. Some say the Prince turned her away for her appearance, and others claim he attempted to harm her... the beggar-woman melted away her disguise to reveal a beautiful Enchantress.

As punishment for his loveless heart and vicious cruelty, the Enchantress transformed him into a hideous Beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.

Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 30th year. If he could learn to love another, and earn their love in return, by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.

As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a Beast?

Comments

[youknowwhothisis]

...Huh. Up close like this, it was a stretch to really equate this guy with 'beast'. Sure, he had the big body and the antlers, but without all the distance of their height difference and when he was at rest he was... nice looking?

Yeah. He could comfortably say the fellow was rather nice-looking. Shame about the temper. He-

The man gave a small squawk of surprise upon being grabbed, but found himself back on the floor. He cleared his throat, but it eventually became a hiss. With weight placed back on that leg, it reminded him that even bandaged, a flexed muscle would rattle the nerves and set off the pain of the bite near the ankle.

"Whoof- okay... okay... I need to..." He was ginger on that side as he moved to take a seat. He sighed his relief when the weight was off of it.

Lucifer paused, and rubbed his undamaged arm.

"...I'm sorry. You're hurt because of me."

[sugaronthecream]

"Yes, well, you can repay me by behaving and not entering my quarters again," Alastor rebuffed almost reflexively - at least there's his cattiness, again, resting his chin on his hand coquettishly as if he weren't a hulking monster. "A shame, I was so looking forward to the test flight. It'll have to wait for wounds to mend."

[youknowwhothisis]

His response was to puff his cheeks at him. This ass. Here he was feeling a little sorry for him, too!

Behaving??

"I'm not a kid." Nuts to you- he doesn't need to heal completely to run a test. But maybe he should take his sweet, sweet time over his injuries and work on driving Bambi here a little nuts.

Good ideas. He was full of them!