Romaro had been at the shore for only a short time. He had been patrolling and exploring his new home, doing his best to learn the land. The stallion had yet to gain any time to geto know his herd and just barely had a chance to visit with Ironclad. It was clear the to the large sooty stallion that his new friend had a lot on his plate. He had been made aware of the captives and that had been about the extent of everything. The stallion hoped there would be more time to actually get to know some of the mares, even the captives.

It had been a long night of roaming through the jungles and heavy sands when he felt it time to rest. He hadn't seen anything unusual and last he had checked all the captives were still where they should be. The stallion felt it safe to rest his eyes. Had it been minutes or hours since had dozed off? The sudden sound of hooves thumping across the land caught his attention. His large ears perked forward and his large head swiveled to find the sound. A quick glance he had noticed Ironclad was on the move. Romaro was quick to follow after him seeing what he was after. Was it a captive attempting to escape? The journey would lead them to the peaks. A new place this was for Romaro's blue eyes as he tried to stay focused. It wasn't easy being silent as large as he was. He lingered back a little to watch the mare and slip around to meet her at a different angle. He didn't wish to bring harm to the mare if he didn't have to, but he wouldn't let her leave without a fight.

The beautiful splash mare appeared to be calling out for help. Romaro gazed at her and wondered if anyone would come. He glanced at Ironclad and gave a nod hoping he would understand. Just about then he noticed another mare and she was quick to assist the mare amd urges her to make a run for it. In that moment Romaro was quick to give chase. He nickered deeply and snorted as he gained speed. He attempted to gain some speed on her the hopes of getting in front of her. "Stop! I don't wish to hurt you, but if you continue to run I will stop you with any means necessary." The stallion was breathing heavily but did his best to speak gently towards her. "What are you running from? I understand you are a captive, but why do you run? Are you being harmed, unloved, or is there something more?" The stallion begged the questions in hopes he could talk her into coming back quietly.