It was best to get this out of the way once and for all. Fiero had refused to step foot anywhere near the mountain of women, sticking to the meadow where he sought to clear his mind of the recent events, but there his spanish lady was; ready to beat and scold him, probably the only other woman he could tolerate. He deserved it, the phantom pain of her teeth on his coat still lingering which each stride he takes, legs bringing him closer and closer to what he figured was the start of the lagoon's demise. Should he have brought Switch with him? He was still unsure of what she thought about his bachelor life, the young stallion having no drive to seek out other mares and land. Would she accept this way of life or give him an ultimatum?

A heavy sigh leaves his lips, head shaking to disperse the pesky bugs that flew around his head and made his tail snap against his side to alleviate some of the annoyance. It was silly to think of such things now. Exhaling once more Fiero puts forth his calm and collected mask, pushing all his sudden insecurities to the back burner for now. Legs push him forward again, marching on like the good little soldier he was until he finally stood on rocky ground, warily glancing up the winding path going up the mountain of rock itself. For a moment, he is in awe; from what he could see these women had themselves the best sort of fortress they could ever ask for. What sort of crazy would ever try to one up these women when all they had to do was shove you off the side of a cliff? The thoughts chill him to the core, but so far these women hadn’t done too much damage to the lagoon captives so surely there was no reason to fret about it. Movement off to his right catches his golden gaze, eyes zeroing in on the familiar roan form of his father, the other male he is approaching a complete stranger to Fiero but clearly had some ties to the lagoon.

He sets off in their direction. Fiero reaches the pair of horses just as the darker male introduces himself. Fiero tries to remember the stallion but he comes up empty and merely offers up a nicker of greeting to them both. Gold eyes focus on Rade for a long moment before finally the dunalino speaks, “Hello father. I had some small affairs that kept me away but i am here now.” Then he looks to Collision, the predator inside sizing the other male up; unusual behaviour for Fiero but the male now had something to fight for. Switch needed something stable in her life and he was going to be that. Fiero had no idea who all went along with what his brother Cullen had done, so he wasn’t about to be completely friendly to every male he met that was from the lagoon.

“Call me Fiero,” is all that leaves his mouth before his head turns and he’s lost all interest in the darker male. Fiero looks to Rade now, eyes curious with what the old lagoon boss had to say. Did the women give him the cold shoulder or had they come to an arrangement?