The ol' Boss should be here in minute. It whispers. Jaxon nods his head, half to himself, well completely to himself. Jaxon swivels his thick skull, scanning his surroundings for the Lagoon boss. Jaxon remembers the young spotted stallion, he had seemed a capable Boss. Yet, Jaxon could feel the unrest within the Lagoon, as the men argue amongst themselves, trying to win favor to be the Boss. Jaxon had no interest in the Boss position but he did have a plan.

He was not left to his thoughts long, as Argento makes his entrance. Jaxon swivels his head, and greets the boss with a low nicker. As the man approaches, Jaxon takes note of his wary approach, plus his choice to stand just within earshot, no closer. He lets his body relax, the tension falls from his shoulders and muscular neck. "Argento, I hav' called yo' her' to spea' abou' the futur' of th' Lagoon." He drawls.

Dark eyes linger on Aregento's face, gaging his reaction to his words before he continues. He had interest in bringing pride back to the Lagoon. It seems as if the Islands have been quiet for too long, it was time to stir up the herd stallion's peaceful little lives. A dark smile spreads across his lips revealing a row of blunt yellow teeth.