Vanya does not know the names the two of them toss back and forth, but that hardly matters. She could not care less who Wasp is or what position the Peak mare held in all of this. She hadn't come here and therefore was not someone that Vanya believed she needed to worry about. Still, she does feel a bit put out that this faceless creature absorbs so much of their conversation, all things considered.

The giant blue mare hadn't come here to steal Wasp, after all.

Her feminine features twist into a scowl that brightens into laughter, only when the mare speaks of other stallions in the Peak. The chime like bells of it peal briefly before the slender mare bares her own teeth. "Perhaps, but they are caged. And I don't share well."

Vanya dances back another few steps as they continue speaking before the roan mare heads towards the waves, making sure she is out of Rougaru's reach while she waits for her would-be kidnapper to disappear into the horizon. Rou should have no reason to punish her for attempting to interact with the other denizens of his sweltering homeland, but then again he was plenty riled and they both knew where their first interaction on these beaches had led to.

When Rougaru turns towards her with smugness written all over his face, she grins tauntingly, swiping at the air with the strands of her tail. A harsh bark of dismissive laughter bursts from her at his comment and she strides forward to close the distance between them. The silk skin of her muzzle reaches for her shoulder first, then trails along his body as she passes him, a smirk gathering on her own face.

"Of course I chose you over a mare, King Rougaru," she murmurs as she passes him, the sarcasm heavy on the title he'd once given her. She continues past him with a flick of her tail against his body, calling out flippantly behind her as she continued sauntering forward. "It's not other girls you need to worry about, love."

She knows not if he will follow her to pursue more conversation, or if he will let her leave. Nor really does she mind either direction, if she was being honest. She may not like being under his thumb, but she would freely admit she liked spending time with the silvered stallion, even while she toyed with ideas to cut their time together short. Spring felt like forever away, but she couldn't wait for the tiny parasite swelling in her body to be free of her. Only then could the overo mare return to the common lands to find someone else to take her away from her fate.