Silence greeted black ears that were tugged tight to one's head. Muscles ached as a limp drug a bum leg just over a fallen log. Eyes there were tired held red veins before the sound of a sigh escaped the creature's lips. Tossing his head with his limping pace, Lucifer moved around the section of Paradise he was allowed. He looked around the border, kept tabs on what his section held, but nothing came of it. With no Rieva here to keep him company and their son with her, he knew he was growing complacent. His matted and tangled mane caught in low hanging branches. Strands were ripped from his crest and pieces of wood were caught in the knots, but not a sound of pain left the black stallion's lips as he moved to be closer to the beach.


Standing on the beach once he reached it, Lucifer let his eyes close as the warmth of the sun cascaded down against his face. His black ears tucked tight to his head as his hooves trembled in the sands that were loose under his hooves. His mind was silent for once, causing him to tilt his head but with no thoughts. He had one shackle on him living in this territory instead of none, which was not what he wanted. Yet, the stallion felt a sense of peace in his blood as he just stood there and let the day flow as it was supposed to. He was growing soft after his brutal failure and his injury that left him permanently lame, but he felt something in his breast that had his eyes cracking open and his head arching to look at the black coated section.


With his heart warm and nothing stopping him from being who he was, Lucifer felt as if he was lost. However, his love was keeping him grounded and his devil horns no longer stood out prominent on his head. Instead, the black beasts figurative decorations were nonexistent, leaving behind a black beast that just wanted his Rieva. Turning his head as that want surged through him, Lucifer eyes the forest of this territory. He had not seen her since he left the Ridge. It left something in him that festered, but he was far from ready to go to Arroyo with fists flying in search of his lady. Instead, the black stallion just did as Annubis wanted while also calculating the point of heading to the Dunes once Rieva returned to his side.