Rougaru was growing more familiar with his jungle island home. He had discovered early on that there was no other herd on the ridge territory, and that did not hurt his feelings in the least. When time allowed, he often found himself traveling through that side of the island, familiarizing himself with the landscape and taking in what remained of the scent markers that already had grown faint with time. Occasionally he would leave a scent marker of his own, and on return test these boundaries just to see if there was a rogue or young stallion attempting to establish a herd. Of course Rougaru would not stop him, as long as that stallion became aware of who it was that was king of the island.

For now, he was secure in the fact that he had nothing to worry about, from the other side of the island.

The resounding bugle however caught his attention now. Small ears perk amid the wind tangled mass of cream and ivory mane as the stallion lifted his muzzle to the on coming winds. Nostrils flare as the stallion takes in the scent of a stranger and immediately he is in action. Thick legs carry the large stallion down the twisting pathway that lead to the white sand beach. Multifaceted eyes scan the pristine sands until sights fall upon the pretty little bay overo, ocean waters still dripping from her damp locks. Nostrils quiver as he inhaled her scent, familiar and yet different from his own. Vaguely he remembered that when he had left last time, he had left with Celestria still round and heavy with his own foal. With markings similar to the pale cream mare, he knew that she could be none other. Raven tipped ears flicker as for the first time in his life, Rougaru finds himself in an truly awkward situation. He knew that surely she would question why he left, just as he was sure Celestria would have her own questions... what answers that would be suitable were few and far between.

Slowly he steps towards her, large head lowered as ears settle in a relaxed position as he stops in front of her, a half cocked smile upon his ashen labrums. "Well, well, this is a pleasant surprise. Come for a visit with your father?...." he says pausing a moment, a single brow raising ever so slightly as he continues. "But I am still waiting for your mother. Not lost is she?"