Ridge

Shaking sand from his body, Lucifer grunted after rolling in the sands on the beach. His red eyes were closed as his body went back and forth until he stood still with his back almost slouching into a stretch. Yawning wide, the black beast was content with his rolling and stretching when the call of another captured his attention. Flicking open his eyes at the young voice resounding from his home, Lucifer felt his brow furrow before a groan escaped his lips.


“When I wanted a territory, this is not what I had in mind.” His voice rumbled from deep in his beast before he began to walk forward, his black ears flicking forward and then towards the sides to keep track of his surroundings. His red gaze flickered about as well, cataloging his home as he headed to the young horse. He was curious, but at the same time he was not overly so as his long tail flicked against his haunches.


Arriving before a young colt, Lucifer raises a brow and lowered his head just a tiny bit. “You have come to my territory. What is the reason in which you step here?” His voice was deep, holding a knife-like edge to it as he waited for the boy to speak. He had no interest in stallions being here if he was completely honest, but for the moment he could be quiet and listen instead of threatening death on this other stallion.