It was hard to keep track of the stallion as he bounces from home to home. He had been told to keep a close eye on Lucifer, but so far he was failing the mission. Last track of the ebony beast somewhere on Atlantis. It had taken a bit before he heard the whispers of the massive black stallion taking refuge in the Ruins. Though once he arrived he could only find old tracks and a lingering scent as others marked their territory. Then the news came about him dethroning someone on Salem.

It was obvious who that was so he makes the journey to the desert island. If it wasn't for Lucifer he might now know any of these worlds. From the Lagoon, to varies places on the main island, to Alantis, to the Ruins, and now to Salem. Only two islands left to explore at this point. The sky only knew if Lucifer would still be here when he arrived. The young stallion swims as quick as he can toward the unknown island. At first he does not know where to look, but the sounds and smells guide him.

If anything he may grow to be a good tracker one day. The sun began to rise as he reaches the destination. Penny admires the odd soft earth that is cool under his hooves. It was like the sand of the beach except all over this island. Curiously, he investigates further until the sun begins to warn the grains under his nose. He imagines he might be good for a his skin, but that is also might burn if it got too hot. Why on earth would Lucifer be here?

It was the loud cry that brought his tired legs into a run. The image of the large black stallion was hard to see with his squinting eyes. The sun was much too bright especially around this devil. "There you are." He says as large hooves slow to a rough stop in front of the taller stallion. Penny could smell blood coming off of him. So the fight must have been true. "Do you own the place now?" He asks.