Jaxon swivels a heavy ear toward Indira as she speaks and nods as she informs Valve that he had just made an attempt to raid her. There was no hiding the reason why he had made the swim from the Crossing to the Desert, he had been in search of a prize to bring back to the Lagoon. She was stunning to behold, and he guesses would of been worth 2 or 3 mares for her. Damn't Jax. The voice huffs.

As Valve turns her attention on him, he stands taller and raises his thick head higher on his neck. "Ye', the nam' is Jaxon. What she say' is th' truth." He pauses. "I cam' her' to raid, it was afte' all a failed attempt. She is actin' all offended abou' it. It is an honor to be such a priz'." He drawls. A smile touches his dark lips, she should be thanking him for regarding her so highly to go through all of this damned trouble for one mare.

He eyes the black mare, his dark eyes linger on her chiseled face as he waits for her reaction to his explanation of how he ended up in her home. He had after all told her the truth, okay, maybe he fibbed on how he got here, but he had told the truth eventually. He shifts his weight, uncomfortably, as his gaze flicks to the painted mare, she had made this mess. If she would of just went willingly back to the Lagoon, he would be half way home by now.

No. She had refused, and here he was. Stuck, in the sweltering heat waiting for his life or death sentence. Inwardly he curses her very existence. She will pay for this. The voice whispers darkly.