The Lost Islands
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Use caution when the wolf comes knocking;



Rougaru pads along easily alongside Zjeena. He chuckles lightly at the sarcastic tones of his companion's voice but from the gleam in her eyes and the small upturned curve of her lips he feels fairly certain that her words are not meant to offend, but merely an attempt at humor. Thick tail of cream and caramel flicks lazily against thick haunches as Rougaru listens quietly to the words she speaks.

Despite himself, the stallion was finding it harder and harder to find fault with the mare. Of course he had never meant to offend her by stealing she and her two foals away from their Desert home, but he had fully expected her to chide him on what no doubt many might seem as foolish behavior. He inquires about her attraction to Liland, wondering truthfully what it was about the cream stallion that drew her aside from their shared lineage. Her words as vivid and for a moment he finds himself turning to fix emerald green eyes upon her delicate features. Despite the overlay of disappointment, he can almost feel the compassion with which she speaks of her mate. For a moment he almost feels guilty for separating them. Almost. The wolf growls and Rougaru gives his proud head a shake, ridding the idea temporarily from his mind. Perhaps later, on his own, he might let himself ponder upon Zjeena's words. While he truly doubted that he and the cream colored stallion would ever be remotely in the same social circles... at least his point had been made. That part was clear.

As they come upon the herd gathered below, Zjeena speaks again, her warm voice smooth as she assures him that she would join in with the others. He smiles down at her, a sense of warmth flooding over him as he watches the proud queen. "Im sure the foals will enjoy that Zjeena" he remarks, stretching his ashen muzzle forward to press the briefest of touches against her soft cream shoulder. Depthless emerald green eyes follow her as she passes, navigating her lithe frame towards the small cluster of mares. "I look forward to it little queen." he murmurs, the warm smile upon his lips spreading before he too turns and heads down the opposite path, there were others that needed his attention.
Rougaru
what's a king to a god;
pic courtesy of teen--wolf @ deviantart


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