The Lost Islands
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Use caution when the wolf comes knocking;

rougaruyou must use caution, when the wolf comes knocking



He does not miss the excitement that lingers in her gaze as it sweeps beyond the island and to the distant chain upon the horizon. Though she might mirror her mother in appearance and fire, there was something of him in that excitement, something so familiar even he feels it in the prickling of his skin. She remarks cooly how she did not imagine that her mother would mind her departure and despite himself Rougaru nods. Not that he imagined Monster would not drill him with a million questions and an even harder gaze when he broke the news to her. He felt fairly certain he would feel the sharpness of her fang when he tells her that he had agreed to it even before speaking with her. She was headstrong and drappa of the herd. Though she was young in comparison to himself still he tried to look to her for decisions before making them. This was not one of those and he only hoped that the reassurance that he himself would travel to Tinuvel would still any resentment. He bumps his broad shoulder against hers affectionately. "Do not dismiss yourself so easily little pup. Your mother will always seek what is best for you. You are our first born. Princess of Atlantis. Your destiny will be mighty in our wake." he murmurs, a chuckle rumbling his lungs. Yes, he would see to it of that. Though he had many offspring, none so precious to him as Medusa and Akela. They were the first born of fire and passion.

She speaks again, her attention drawing upon Warsaw and pride glows in his gaze as he nods his head vigorously in response. "Yes Warsaw is Ironclad's sire. He holds the fate of Tinuvel beneath his hooves and one day that same fate will be passed to Ironclad and his brother. Since the days long before I laid my claim upon Atlantis Warsaw has been a good friend and ally to me. It is that alliance that first gave me my start here. I trust very few outside of our herd and he and his family are among them. Truthfully he held no love or faith in any others aside from the gray stallion. Cullen was a fierce warrior as was Bjorn but even they had their downfalls. Only Warsaw kept his trust fully.

He snorts softly and nudges Medusa once more, "Come. Let us find your mother and break the news to her. Perhaps she won't bite my head off completely with you to defend me." he teases feigning terror as the shiver of pleasure courses through his skin.


wolf of the jungle
stallion - silver bay dapple - 16.3hh - mutt - dragga of paradise
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