Their eyes stay glued to his face awaiting his response to their declaration. They notice how he looks them over, it was lustful perhaps? Wytche can feel heat rise from her belly as Lucifer's powerful gaze stays upon them. His curious eyes keep him from speaking at first, but he soon answers their question.

A small smile cracks her features, but it soon dissapears. "You are so so lucky he has agreed." Her sister's voice rings in her ears as she watches the black beast. The stallion suddenly tosses his thick skull upwards and she couldn't help the small leapt her fragile body does. "Pathetic," the voice rumbles. She was so small in comparison to this monster. He could crush her if he wanted.

Instead of doing just that, he asks if they wanted to follow him back to the herd or stay to themselves for now. Silence grows between them as they internally decide. Wytche would prefer some more alone time to prepare for social interactions, but her sister disagrees. Her sister was ready to cause trouble and mingle. She wanted to show the rest of the mare's Lucifer has gathered so far that they were the best one. Completely opposite to what Wytche actually wanted.

His voice catches her off guard again. Her body lurches with one quick movement before settling again. Her sister rumbles in annoyance, but it was hard to hear over over Lucifer's Welcome. "Thank you," she replies with a soft smile. She is silent for a moment longer while her much smaller hooves take steps towards him and around.

She felt nervous being so close to his larger form, but this is what her sister has wanted for a long time now. Who was she to deny her now? "Show us to your herd." She finally responds with slow steps waiting for him to take charge in leading the way.