Use caution when the Wolf comes aknockin; Posted on January 15, 2020 at 03:04:30 PM by Rougaru & Annubis
Rougaru eyes his new son, pride gleaming in his emerald gaze as the boy snorts softly at his mother and offers her a defiant squeal as she nudges him. A deep baritone chuckle rumbles from the chocolate colored stallion as the boy stumbled backwards on ackward spindly legs until his rump pressed against Celestria's shoulder. "Annubis..." He murmurs, letting the syllables of the colt's name play upon his tongue. Strong. Determined. A name fit for a god. But he dare not speak the words... Not to Celestria. Not yet.
A lobe tilts towards her now as she continues and the yellow eyes of the wolf flash. Lips peel back to reveal yellowed teeth but no growl follows. Not this time.
Defiantly he lifts his head higher, gazing down upon her through jaded eyes. "Expect me to kill over so soon now?" He murmurs. A single brow lifts as he gazes at the boy of cream and white. Annubis snorts softly at his side, stretching his muzzle to ruffle the stallion's dark skin, inhaling the familiar scent and searching for nothing in particular but finding amusement in the way the stallion's skin shudders beneath his touch.
Rougaru arches his neck to gaze down at his new son thoughtfully. Celestria had a point... But he was still not sure how he felt about her undermining him. He would not take it out on Annubis nor her. Their relationship was riddled with cracks and damaged by years but still she was special to him. It was why he had taken Sanibel after all. Shamwari would pay...
"He is a strong boy.... But all my foals are strong. I have no plans for dispersing my herd now." He adds, pausing a moment to meet her own emerald gaze. "However I will make you this promise. He will be an heir of sorts. I will do for him as Warsaw has done with Requiem. He will have a land and a herd and until the time of my demise will be under my protection. " he finishes bending his great head now to nudge the boy's shoulder. Annubis snorts louder now, squealing at the touch of his father and wagging his tiny tail playfully before turning his gaze once more up at mother. Talk talk talk. All they did. He snorts again and turns to bury his muzzle beneath mother's flank, nursing greedily from her swollen teats. At least he could busy himself while they talked.
Rougaru chuckled again, his multifaceted gaze glittering. "He is a fighter that is for sure." Replies: