Falls

Rougaru watches her with a playful gleam in his emerald eyes. There was something about a flustered mare that brought immense pleasure to himself and the wolf. Perhaps it was the way their skin always seemed to tense, causing feminine curves to gleam beneath the bright sun's rays. Perhaps it was the sudden glint of distrust in their eyes or the way their nostrils managed to quiver at his closeness. Whatever the reason, he could not deny that watching her now... it was intoxicating. He can feel that sudden surge of testosterone begin to build, the desire to procreate arising as her flicking tail brought her scent to him. Despite the fierceness of her eyes and the venom of her tongue, he imagines that he can feel her desire rising. Of course it was all in his mind, and the damned carnal beast did not help.

As she speaks he cannot help but to snort in amusement. A single dial flexs sideways as he shakes his proud head, "She is safe." he remarks idly, though he does indeed find some interest in her words. Vasilisa had a mate at one point... apparently. Mentally he made a note to question her later, he was ever the curious creature afterall.

As he takes a step closer to her, there is renewed venom in her voice, a threat even. Instinct tenses the muscles beneath his coffee colored skin as he pauses, raising his large head proudly, multifaceted eyes gazing down at her, "She is mine... and when I find her, she will be returning to my herd where she belongs." he murmurs, his words veiled by threat. She offers her his name and for a moment he remains quiet, letting his inner voice toy with the syllables of her name. Long cream and caramel tail flicks idly as once more he settles into an aimable conversation, "Nampeyo... unusual.. suiting to a pretty little bird such as yourself. My name is Rougaru, king of Atlantis." he says, giving his head a little toss in emphasis. He was definitely getting quite used to saying that. It stroked his ego in just the right manner.

"You know..." he began, pausing to bend his head to scratch at an annoying itch on his foreleg before turning his multifaceted gaze upon her, "You can always join my herd too..." he says in a rather nonchalant voice.