It didn't take entirely too long this go round, which Lucifer was thankful for. Looking over the dunes as the flaxen lead brought his golden son, Lucifer pulled in a breath with his eyes looking over the boy. He hadn't seen this colt in ages, but now he remembered. This was the colt he had taken in a way. Tilting his head slowly, Lucifer finally took in the boy that was now a stallion. It had been so long ago that the spindly legged boy had been born, but now he was completely different. Shrugging off the curiosity quickly, the black beast let his eyes flick back to Helios.


No words were spoke before or after the lead just turned his back. Letting out a deep breath, the shire cross just let this odd turn fall from him like water off a duck's back. “Come Mhidas. We will swim together.” There was no rage to his tone, no anger. Lucifer saw the fear upon the young man and it made something quiver in him. Every horse Lucifer had stolen this far had been angry at the action. Being faced with true fear made his brain start thinking. This wasn't what he had expected, but it was what he had been given.


Nodding to the beach, Lucifer stepped back so that Mhidas could go first. “You first. I'll follow and guide.” He was being awfully… mellow. Turning his head to see if Helios was still there, Lucifer let another breath escape. This was throwing him off a little, but he didn't outwardly show it as he guided the boy once they were closer to the water.