Rougaru stands in the shadows of a nearby tree, watching as the obsidian form of Vasilisa moved slowly through the thick grasses that grew in what few clearings were found throughout the island. A single dial flickers atop his skullcap as he watches her, irritation boiling beneath his skin. He had not missed the scents of others upon her skin when he had taken her beneath him. Attentive... that's what he called it. The wolf, well he liked to think of it as making sure what was his remained such. She had taken advantage lately and he had let her. His focus as of late had been retrieving his little viper... and Vasilisa had taken advantage of that.

Though it was still to early to tell, he almost imagined that he saw the supple curve of her belly already beginning to grow. The wolf growls, its gray fur bristling as the thoughts of others atop her flashes through his mind. It was a possibility perhaps, that the child would not be his... and it was her fault.

Dark colored ears bury beneath the thick mantle of cream and caramel tresses. Jaws clench as the stallion steps towards her, his head lifted proudly as he gazed down his nose at her. "Dont think I didnt catch their scents Lissa." he growls, his tones heated as thick tail flicks against haunches. He stretches his muzzle forward to bump against her barrel, "You had best hope that the child, if there is one... is mine." he hisses flicking his tail once more as he turns to gaze over the grazing herd around them. A cheshire grin spreads upon his lips. Two could play her game.

"I met your daughter... funny you failed to mention her to me before." he taunts, turning his gaze back to her once more, "She tasted sweet beneath me, she sends her love. perhaps you both will birth my foal what do you think?" he asks chuckling darkly. Of course he had not truly mounted her daughter, but there was no reason not to let Vasilisa think that. Served her right anyway.