Rougaru watches as his painted viper charges off into the thick underbrush, making a mental note to the beast that later he would have a word or two alone with her. It was one thing to take an interest in the herd's offspring and attempt to build friendships and establish dominance among the mares, however it was another thing altogether to start drama that HE had to deal with. Of course he probably could have used more tact in dealing with Vasilisa, but well, he was not the doting type and offering compliments was a bit beyond him.

Lissa continues to begrudge him and twin harks fall backwards in annoyance. Depthless emerald green eyes turn to her now as she lifts her head proudly. Mares. "He will be fine. Just as Beowulf will be too. Neither are strong yet, but age and determination will change that. With any luck he will learn a thing or two from his mother... hopefully some humility." he adds with a snort, nudging the colt gently, his lips ruffling the boy's tufted mane. "Noctis is a good name for him, as you said... fitting. However you must keep your eyes watchful. There is a big snake wandering these parts as of late. One that could easily make a meal of a foal... let me know if you see it." he adds glancing up at the black mare before turning back to his dark son, "And make sure he knows."