The wolf had laughed at his insult. Despite himself the yellow eyes of the creature glittered in pleasured amusement in the shadowed recesses of his mind. He expected her to crumple beneath his insult. He expected to see her eyes marked by scorn and fury. The beast wanted to see the anger in her eyes, to feel the rage burning. The creature fed on the energy of her fury, the excitement and adrenaline that coursed through his veins and quickened the beat of his heart. He hungered for it. A hiss of anger lingered upon her lips, those dark eyes electric as they gazed up at him. It was all so exciting. A wolfish grin played upon his own ash dusted lips as she moves away from him. For once he does not follow, instead lets her lengthen the distance between them. Perhaps it was the creature that hoped there was an invitation coming, or perhaps it was his own false sense of comfort. Whatever it was he had given her just the room she needed to lash at him. There is no avoiding the onslaught of her hooves, there was no time, instead he wheels to the right, displaying the broad hard bones of his shoulder for her hit to land.

It stung.

He can feel the thud of her hooves as they connect. Blunt teeth clench tightly behind his jaw as emerald eyes glare hungerily into her eyes. There is a sneer on her lips as his name purrs into the air between them. However it is the second words she speaks that ignites the flames behind his eyes. Spirited was an understatement with this mare. Fiery. Yes, she was fiery... just like his viper. Rougaru felt the sting of her words, felt them as clearly as if she had landed a hard hit on his family jewels. The wolf, the wolf was laughing. Even in the stillness that arose between them he feels the laughter building in his chest until it is released in a roar of laughter. "You have spunk Vanya. Foolish. But spunk. It is quite amusing." he murmurs stepping towards her side again. He would not make the mistake again... letting her catch him unaware. He would keen his senses spread about him with her around.

Ears rotate backwards as she speaks again, her fierce gaze sweeping the forest shadows as though she truly intend to allow some other stallion to climb upon her back for the simple hell of taunting him. He felt fairly certain she would. Yellow stained teeth peel back from lips as he snarls at her, "I told you on the mainland. You are mine." the words fall from his lips in a hiss as muscular neck snakes forward to allow teeth to sink into the soft flesh of her withers. He would have a taste of her. It was only fair.