Staring off over the ocean, Lucifer shifted his weight upon all four of his hooves. His frame rolled, something biting at him and making his whole body feel the need to move. It took a while of this back and forth and a small groove to be built faintly in the soft and wet sands of his home for his mind to be made up. With that knowledge, the draft stallion shoved himself into the ocean with his eyes set on one particular island.


Rising from the salty ocean and landing on Atlantis, Lucifer pulled in a deep lungful of air. He was scenting for someone in particular, one that had been brought for him seasons ago. He had not taken them then, but now the black monster knew he needed to build his home larger. That was why his nostrils pinched, her scent locked in his mind, and his teeth ground together. This was not the best of circumstances for him to get here, but the season being as it was, drove him to be less sure on his movements for a moment.


Inhaling again, Lucifer drug in Izumi’s scent before his frame moved. Power rocked each step he made before he pushed through some of the greenery around her and came almost face to face with the pale mare. Staring at her frame now though, Lucifer felt his frame tense up just a change, shocked but not overly so at how she was now grown, not the child he had turned his nose up to so long ago. Licking his black lips to try and gather enough of his wits, the draft stallion pushed closer, this time ears perked and red eyes intent. His body shifted slightly, aiming to guide her towards the beach, no words escaping his lungs.


He would be taking her home.