Rougaru cannot hide the smirk that tugs his ash dusted features upwards in the form of a smile as Monster meets his mark with one of her own. Though she was far more vocal than himself, something in the pinning of her ears and the flash of her grin excited him. Her teeth find purchase upon his thickly muscled neck and no doubt a welt would arise where her jaws clamped but well, he would wear such a mark proudly. Such was their relationship. Gnome appears to be a bit put off by their display of affection. It was clear to the coffee colored beast that this stallion came from a softer generation, the same kind that no doubt believed in love and adoration. Such emotions were beyond him, or so he told himself. The wolf told him. But the soft heat of Monster's skin brushing against his own and the image of the stoic little Zjeena still fresh in his mind... perhaps he and the beast were wrong. No, he told himself it was mere infatuation, that it was their strong minds and equally beautiful bodies that attracted the stallion in him fueled by hormones and hungry for an equally strong pack. There was no time for love in his life... but adoration, well he might give himself into that.

A harsh snort escapes his lips as thick neck is given a shake, resettling the thick cream and caramel colored tangle of his mane that taper down the strong curve of his neck. Gnome nods agreeably to the demands set up by Rougaru, expectations in place for any protector of the herd and yet when the small talk turns towards the coming battle, the stallion balks. His words bring Rougaru's ears backwards in disapproval and jaws clench behind coffee colored cheeks. Well, it was not like he didn't expect the same thing from Angel. At least he hoped that this stallion could prove a better guardian than the meek buckskin stallion had been. However, it was disappointing that Xiomara would send him a stallion who did not wish to fight. Rougaru was at least certain that with Solaris as leverage, he could make Angel fight... this stallion... well he didn't know what made him tick... yet.

Shoulders roll as the muscular coffee colored stallion takes a step forward, his intense emerald gaze "It does not bode well for you when it is my mares that step forward without question and yet you baulk like a colt before a storm." he begins, pausing with a lighthearted chuckle and a toss of his proud head. "Nonetheless, it is a battle of islands and the ones who shall control them." he remarks, finishing with a resounding snort. He would not go into further detail with the stallion yet, he did not trust him... not yet.

A single lobe flickers as Monster steps forward, a single brow arching meaningfully upon her beautiful face. As much as both he and the wolf distrusted this stallion, there was wisdom in letting her show him around. Men were easily disarmed by a pretty face and as fierce as her name, her looks were equally as stunning. With a small nod he takes a step back, stretching his proud head forward to brush along her spine as she passes. "Very well little viper, show him the ropes, none know them better than you anyway." he teases offering her a playful wink.