Now Rougaru liked to believe himself a kind creature, kind in that he did not take action until he had been wronged... and well, Shamwari started this war. Fire blazed in his jade colored eyes as the large russet colored stallion granted the pale mare a moment or two to say her goodbyes. A smug expression danced across his whiskered lips as powerful limbs prance forward, thrusting himself between the mare and her longing gaze as she turned her attention to Shamwari. Saying goodbye to her offspring was one thing, but he was victor here and his patience was one short lived. She ambles towards the ocean without much guidance from him, it was clear she knew he was not from this island and he was okay with letting her take the lead into the shallows of the sea. He preferred to keep himself between the chestnut stallion and his prize anyway. He risked one final backward glance, raising himself from the shallows to bugle his victory before putting his attention and focus in guiding her home.

She is not like the last creature he had gathered from the meadows. Where the painted grullo had fought him tooth and nail the entire way, this little dove seemed resigned to the fact that she now belonged to him and followed meekly at the slightest bump or nudge as he directed her swim to Atlantis. When finally their hooves touched the pliable sands of the shallows that led up to the white sandy beach, Rougaru pauses just for a moment to let his gaze travel back to the open ocean's reassuring himself that the crimson stallion had not followed in a vain attempt to reclaim his lost treasure. Once he is sure that the only thing that can be seen over the wide blue expanse is the occasional white capped waves and hovering gulls, only then does he relax in a sense.

Large frame is given a quick shake as saucer like hooves carry him onto the shores. Cream and caramel colored locks hang in damp ringlets along muscular curve of his neck. He turns his gaze upon her now, the wolf prickling just beneath the surface as he moves to stand alongside her. Adrenaline still boiled within his veins as he stretched his neck forward to place his own mark upon her skin, inhaling her sweet scent hungrily. "Welcome home little dove. You are mine now." he breathes, his fetid breath hot against her skin. He draws back now to truly examine her. She was an older mare, the stories of age written clearly in the fine lines upon her face and the hints of gray that began to show upon her muzzle. There are stories hidden behind the dark colors of her brown eyes but nonetheless she is still a fine specimen and Rougaru is thoroughly pleased with himself at having gained such a prize. It might not be his Celestria, but he was sure that by now Shamwari or one of his minions had tainted her. It was only fair that he return the favor. Hunger danced in his gaze but for the moment he held himself in check, there were still formalities that needed to be exchanged after all. He was a polite creature, or so he kept telling himself. "What is your name?" he asks, his gruff tones softened as his gaze caresses the curves and contours of her feminine figure.