The herd had all met each other and they were all aware of the power shift on the island so he could return to talking with his lead mare about the arrangement of her daughter. He had plans for little Tavas to go keep Requiem company in the Bay. He knew his son was lonely and in doing him a favor to stay Tinuvel's Monarch he promised he would give him a mate in return. He had let Requiem know he couldn't control what happened after he delivered a mare to him, but he would deliver one nonetheless.

Warsaw saw Tavas as the perfect choice in a mate for his son knowing she wasn't truly his daughter and that Requiem was believed to not be his son to this herd. It was a complicated twist of lies.

Now that his duties as a Monarch were over, his borders deemed safe and his mares pregnant, he was free to relax. Even though it was known Shamwari and another had come to his beach and stolen Celestria he did not expect them to return anytime soon. He was sure Shamwari had his own mare to impregnate and if Celestria fell to be one of them, oh well. She was old enough to make her own choices and he found her strong enough to find off a rapist. Warsaw really had no worries about his grown daughter. He only wished he could regift her to Rougaru, but that was his fault for leaving before. If Rougaru wanted her back it would be his duty to fight for her return, not his.

Tricolored legs stretch as he raises from his nap. A yawn escapes his jaws as dark eyes scan the surrounding trees. The woods were quiet today which set the scene for a perfect mapping spot, but he was about to turn this shaded clearing into something more complicated. He calls for Vita Nova knowing she usually would come without much time to spare so he uses this time to keep relaxed. Warsaw was pleased in her actions as lead mare so far, but he was afraid that might make this arrangement more difficult.