The islands had grown quiet over the past few seasons. Annubis is familiar with the peace and tranquility, having spent most of his youth choosing solitude over herd dynamics. However, now that he is a leader responsible for the upkeep and security of his homelands…. it is unnerving.

The sterling stallion is not sure whether this is meant to be the calm before the storm or the peace in its aftermath. Either option, required concern for his small family. Instead of allowing himself to lounge on the beach most days as he might have done in the past, the silver stallion finds his golden gaze constantly seeking the borders for sign of danger. Promise's presence in his life had once more reawakened his need to guard and protect.

Today is no different. Like most mornings, the silver wolf prowls the borders of his territory. This morning, like many as of late, the beast finds himself lingering near the boundary that separates Paradise from the Shores, his gaze distant as he peers curiously towards the herdland beyond. It has been some time since Asmodeus came for a visit with probing questions regarding a monarchy. Those questions had left Annubis with his own thoughts to ponder and even more questions stored away for future meetings. Yet…. the chimera has yet to return. Had he given up hopes on his plans? Had something happened? Perhaps it was time for the wolf to make his own plans for a visit.