She was young, and the spirit and fire that illuminated her two toned skin was invigorating. The wolf within him seemed to glow with renewed life. It had been quite some time since last Rougaru felt the warmth of a mare's body beneath him. Though this was supposed to be a form of punishment, a reminder that he was indeed much more fierce and powerful than a young mare, still the beast purred with pleasure. He knew that the coupling would not produce offspring, but well it was a reminder of what he had long forgotten.

She bucks beneath him, her proud neck arching as the scream of rage echoes from her lungs. The wolf within growls, its eyes illuminating within his own as he grips her tighter, his blunt yellowed teeth gripping tighter upon the mass of muscles and hair that bunch along her neck. He allows himself release, reveling in the feel of her tight young form beneath him. The beast within him loved the dominance. Far to long Rougaru had left him locked in a cage far below the surface with no hint that the future would hold hope. With this mare, she forced his control back and gave the creature the freedom it craved. It hungered to taste the metallic tang of her blood upon its tongue and to wet its lust with the warmth of her flesh over and over again. Her insults land upon inlistening ears as Rougaru allows himself the luxury of the moment of release.

Slowly he slides from her back, his legs shaking from exertion but he does not let her see it. Instead he gives his proud head a shake, tossing his head as she lands a well aimed kick upon his chest. In another time, perhaps he would have been angered but well, considering what he had just taken from her... it was worth it. He grunts, small ears lacing tightly against his skullcap. Her biting comment was a hard hit to his ego but he was not about to admit it. The wolf within him bristled at the response and he can feel every hair on the beast's body rising with the urge to lunge at her. The beast already had a sort of love hate relationship with this mare already. Apart of it wanted to rip her offending lungs from her body and then the other part wanted to curve that spirit beneath his dominance.

Rougaru snorts loudly, his own brilliant jade colored eyes glittering in the afternoon sunlight. A malicious smile curves across his ash colored features, "I guess that means I'll just need more practice." he adds with a low toned growl, snaking his proud head forward now to nip at her flanks. He drives her back into the oceans once more, forcing her towards the island of Atlantis and the Paradise territory he had claimed as his own. Despite his affinity to the deserts, he was quickly finding that the jungle island was far more to his liking. The easy availability of freshwater and green grasses made life for a herd abundant. Though the island still had its fair share of dangers, it was still far more pleasing to the coffee colored stallion.

He follows at her heels from the shallows of the surf, pausing long enough to give his muscular body a quick shake to rid most of the salt water from his skin. Long waterlogged tendrils of cream and caramel hues hang limply along the thick curve of his neck. Her words break the peace of the silence now and once more Rougaru lets his hard gaze travel back to his newly acquired prize. Mentally he made a note to keep a close eye on her, at least until he managed to put a foal in her belly. It was father that had told him before how nothing cooled a hot tempered mare like a babe. Though he had his doubts that Hound had ever met a creature such as this one, it still would not be a terrible idea. He lifts his head proudly and nips at her flank once more, his broad chest pressing against her lithe rump as he forces her up onto the sandy beach. "Atlantis is this island's name. Far as I can tell the other herdlands to the west are uninhabited so yes this does make me the island king. Rougaru if you will little dove." he chides, the coy smile once more ghosting across his whiskered lips. He steps forward now, his dark gaze fixating upon her own as he points his muzzle towards the northern end of the beach. "I care not for the bickering among mares but I will make myself clear. I am king here... however who is to become my companion in this endeavor is completely up to you and any other mares that I acquire as my own. My only expectation is clear." he says with a wicked grin as he takes a step back, his muzzle extending to bump against her flank and tail, reassuring himself that his strong musky scent still clung heavily to her flesh.