Oh, Discord was so much more darker, devious, and dangerous than any of those lame mythological beasties. He was beyond them. He was made of chaos and grew full in the presence of other ponies arguing. Of course he had turned over a new leaf, as of late, but on the island he had no Elements of Harmony to fear...no one could lock him away, now!
So he was a little mischievous.
"I suppose if it's what I must do..." Discord replied as he watched her meander off, leaning on his other hand. Fingers tossed through his hair and as he did so he looked at his reflection in some glassware. He had a pair of horns, though they did not match, one pointed mostly straight like a gazelle but the notches twisting around while the other seemed like some sort of stag horn. Only in the reflection. He chuckled a bit and leaned back, sitting up, looking around the bakery.