Ash dusted lips turn upwards in the beginnings of a smile as the coffee colored stallion let his emerald green eyes gaze down at the young silver black colt before him. Despite himself he could not help but feel a sudden swell of pride as he watches the boy’s wide eyed gaze turn once more to the rabbit hole at his feet. No matter the conflict he had with Vasilissa, Rougaru was as proud of Noctis as he was of Beowulf. Both colts were growing quickly and blossoming under their mothers protective gazes and nutrient rich milk. Where once soft colt fur grew, now both the boys were beginning to show the strong young muscles beneath the sleek sheen of their boyish coats. They were strong foals, sons that he could be proud of and after seeing Warsaw’s own collection of offspring, he was content himself. Thought he had not bred with nearly as many mares as his grey companion, he still counted himself content with the two colts that shared his genes, regardless of whether their mother’s approved or not.

Speaking of mother. Rougaru shot an emotionless gaze towards the dark draft mare, a single audit flickers in acknowledgement before he once more returned his attention to his son. His relationship with Vasilissa had never recovered after the birth of Noctis, if anything it had done nothing but gone downhill, especially after their battle over he want to rule. She had thought that she could make him, that she would be able to bend him to her will.... she had been wrong.

”Yes a second entrance.” he breathes reaching down to huff his hot breath against the standing hairs of the boy’s growing mane. He bends his own great head, whiskered lips brushing aside the sandy dirt that marked the entrance to the tiny creature's den. A single ear twitches at the dark colored colt's questioning voice, a small smile tugged his lips upward as Rougaru blinked warmly at him. "They do eat much the same as we do, but well, unlike us they prefer to sleep undergound, confined by small spaces. I dont know about you but I prefer being able to see the stars at night." he adds with a light chuckle. "They had tall ears that allow them to ear far better than us but well considering how small they are they cannot see very far. Instead of running or walking for the most part they hop through the underbrush and generally not very far from their burrow which is deep underground." he adds once more glancing at the silent hole before them.