She remarks that the Lagoon would be a better place to live than her existance here and to that Rougaru cannot help but to stop and turn to face her once more. Laughter rumbles thickly in his chest as emerald green eyes glitter furiously. "Oh Vasilisa... how little you know. Do you really imagine that I would not see that Cullen made your stay miserable?" he asks, his words scoffing as he gazed down at her, "Mares are considered to the bachelors as good for only breeding and nothing more. They are considered lesser creatures." he remarks, pausing for a moment longer before continuing again, "how do you think you would fair there?" he scoffs.

She meets his hard gaze with a thick laugh of her own. Defiantly she raises her head, her dark eyes glaring into his own. She claimed dominance a reason why mother and daughter refused to live together and yet even in that Rougaru does nothing more than to shake his head in disbelief. She might say what she wished but still the venom he remembers in the spotted mare is enough to make him wonder what exactly it was that made her so... venomous and he felt fairly certain a close mother and daughter relationship had something to do with it.

Once more she threatens him with Noctis and again Rougaru lets his glare meet her own. "Tell him." his words are hard as he glares at her. "Your threats are empty Vasilisa. Tell him. Why should I care? He knows the stallion I am, the blood that runs through his veins. It is my blood that makes him strong and sure, yours holds no meaning... no worth." he snaps, thick cream and caramel tail flicking idly back and forth against muscular haunches.

Once more she tries to chide him on his conflict with Liland, this time he turns on her, blunt teething outstretched to meet her dark flesh. A deep, guttural growl rumbles from deep within his lungs as he speaks. "You are nothing more than a foolish filly Vasilisa. You know nothing of the lives of stallions or the ways of our world. It is in my blood, it courses through my veins, the desire to conquer, to conquest... to fight. It is strength that puts my names in the mouths of others, fear that lingers in the back of their minds. Liland will never forget what I have done to him, what he has lost." he hisses turning his fierce gaze once more upon where Zjeena gazed peaceably in the herd. "He did not deserve her. She, a true queen, something you could only ever dream of becoming. She sees the ways of the world, understands my actions and meets it with calm reserve and welcoming indifference. More than can ever be said of you." he snaps, stomping a single forelimb.