Annubis lifts his proud head when the familiar, gutteral ring of Lucifer’s voice bellows above the normal chatter of birds and howler monkeys. Twin flutes pitch forward amid the wind tangled knots of his obsidian mane as he lifts his whiskered maw from the thick foliage that he was currently grazing on.

That hadn’t taken him long. The thought causes the beast to smirk as he audibly swallows the last of his mouthful of clover before making his way down the winding trail towards the beach where Lucifer waited. He would not make him wait in the sun for long, not when the silverling was so very curious as to what kind of mares the black beast had that made him so desperate to keep his little family together.

Golden eyes blink back against the bright sunlight as the sterling stallion steps out onto the pristine sand. Like a rock jutting from the sand, Lucifer stands out against the pale backdrop of white sands and clear azure water. Annubis should be angry or even a little frustrated that he had lost a battle to the red-eyed stallion, and yet he is far from it. If anything, he finds himself even more curious to learn about what made this beast who he was.

Glancing about, the silverling stallion cannot find any mares or foals and can only presume that the black stallion tucked them away somewhere nearby for safe keeping. Probably a good call on his part to be honest.

A cocky smile plays across his ashen lips as Annubis nickers a friendly greeting and sidles closer, closing the distance between them with a lazy gait. ”Well, THAT didn’t take you long.” he muses, making a show of glancing at the foam-capped waves behind the large brute. A single ear flickers, ”I thought you were bringing a family with you? What? Are they all in your head?” he teases with a lighthearted chuckle, his black whipcord lashing lazily against his heels.