Even though Lucifer’s attempt to steal Izumi from Paradise had been ultimately unsuccessful, that did not stop the sterling beast from a growing sense of anxiety. Like the electrical charge in the air before a summer storm, Annubis can feel the change. In the weeks that followed the black demon’s departure, the sterling stallion found himself spending more and more time wandering the familiar paths cut through the dense, lush jungle. He was determined to do all he could to protect his herd. At least making Akkadian aware of Lucifer’s attempt meant that it was no longer just he alone playing protective guardian, but that did not mean he knew the spotted boy well enough to trust him farther than he could kick him. The strange and obviously flustered attempt with the mare Firefox had taught the silver wolf one thing. The young stallion would do whatever best benefitted himself.

As Annubis wandered along the trail, he let his thoughts drift to the interaction. Akkadian did not do anything that a younger Annubis might have done himself. A factor that played strongly into his continued presence in Paradise. Despite the sterling stallion’s suspicions, he had not pinpointed any foul play on the citrine eyed stallion’s part. Underhanded it might have been, Annubis could not honestly say that he wouldn’t have done the same…. If he had thought about it first.

That thought brought a rakish smile to his whiskered lips as a deep tenured chuckle rumbles deep from within the concave of his broad chest. That is… until an unfamiliar horse bursts from a curtain of thick palm fronds and nearly collides with the jungle beast.

Instinctively the beast halts with a toss of his head. Raven tipped ears flatten against his skullcap as Annubis exhales a forceful breath, his silver form tense. ’...what the f…’ her blunt words reflect the thoughts that cross his own mind as multifaceted ooids scan the unfamiliar mare. ’... who the hell are you?......where am I?....’ The questions and flustered look on her young face begin to calm the terse response. A suave grin slides effortlessly across his ashen features as the sterling stallion relaxes. ”Annubis…. That is who the hell I am…” he quips, amusement tugging at the usual gravel in his voice.

Thick raven whipcord flicks idly against his muscular haunches as the beast too cocks his head towards the pretty little inky mare. ”I take it from your expression, Paradise was not the destination you had in mind?” he asks.