Monster and Alpha are the first to respond to his call. Dark ears fall back beneath the thick mantle of his mane as the shrill voiced call of his viper queen rings loudly above the usual chatter of songbirds and parrots. With the changing of seasons on the islands, there brought with it a rise in winged fowl and nesting seabirds upon their shores. It was common of course, but a true annoyance to those who called Atlantis home. However it was better than having to winter on the island of Tinuvel he supposed. A proud smirk curved across his lips as the painted queen appeared in a flurry of hooves and gnashing teeth, her brown and blue eyes searching the landscape and him for sign of danger or threat. Deep within the confines of his breast, his stony heart fluttered, veins pulsing with appreciation and affection for his spitfire mate. His Monster. However surely she would have a variety of words for him when he told her of his offer to Vanya. Inwardly the wolf shrank at the idea of her fury to be directed at him but even its golden eyes brightened at the idea of what might become of the two fierce woman. They would either turn the islands into their playground or burn the forests around them and only the two mares could decide how that would play out.

Akela appears now, his dark coat blending into the dappled shadows of the dense jungle undergrowth. Golden eyes dart towards the damp queen, his broad head tilting respectfully even as he steps towards her, keeping his peripheral aware of the red colt at her heels. Alpha’s feral nature was no secret and he did not favor the idea of having the yearling’s teeth into his flank today. The older he got the more his teeth hurt. ”Monster.. he greets, bumping his muzzle affectionately against her shoulder, breathing deep the scent of her skin. His only reminder of Zjeena left. Golden eyes turn again to his sire, his raven tipped ears pressed forward expectantly.

Loupgaru and Annubis appear together, the grullo painted stallion thrusting himself ahead of his silver buckskin brother with a kick of his heels. They had been on patrol again and it was as clear to Rougaru as the scuffs on their muddy sides that there had not been much patrolling done but quite a bit of play and roughhousing. Emerald eyes shoot Annubis a warning glare, a glare that said he should know better than to shirk his responsibilities for but now he had more pressing matters to address. This question involved the herd in general but mainly he sought his mate’s guidance.

Loupgaru moved closer with fierce eyes bright, the jagged scar left by the jungle cat nearly covered over with pale white hairs adding a feral appearance to the rugged boy. A mischievous smirk curves across his ash dusted lips as he shoves past Alpha, bumping the boy’s hip in an attempt to push him out of the way. He did not intend to hurt the boy or send him sprawling on the ground, but he did find some satisfaction in picking on his littlest brother. Dark muzzle turns towards his dam as he reaches up to tug a straying strand of her alabaster mane. ”Mama did you see all those gulls on the beach? I don't remember seeing quite so many last year, do you?.”

Rougaru smiles at the boy’s youthful demeanor and clears his throat to gather their attention, his gaze fixed on Monster. ”I have not seen Gnome as of late, I believe he and his mate may have left us which leaves us open to potentially adding a productive second in command. I trust your judgement my dear viper and so I shall leave the decision on this to you.” he begins, pausing for a moment before continuing again. ”I was also wondering if you and Alpha might visit the Ridge for me. Faolain’s attempted raid leaves me suspicious of her and I would like to know your opinion of the situation… and how we should respond.” he murmurs, his tone dropping in octave as the anger once again rises in his throat. Vigorously he gives his head a shake, inhaling a deep breath of Monster’s skin and using it to stave off his hot headed thoughts. ”It would do Alpha some good. Hades is about his age and I have a feeling that the two brothers might get along well.” he says, a mischievous smile on his lips. Let Faolain and Riviani see that there were indeed two of them. .