Use caution when the Wolf comes aknockin; Posted on February 6, 2020 at 02:26:23 PM by Rougaru
Rougaru had been busy as of late. More so than he had expected. This was Warsaw's fight after all, and yet somehow he felt as if he was the one doing most of the running around making sure loose odds and ends were tied up in a neat little bow.
Speaking of loose ends.
Vasilisa's scent comes to him now. He pauses midstride and curls back his lips at the acrid odor of pine and cedar that cling to her skin now. He knew she would not wander long. Part of him was relieved she had found her place, no longer darkening his steps with biting words and jaded tongue... And yet here she was once more upon his shores? Liland too had become all to friendly with going and coming of his island. He had not missed the scent of his little heir or caught drifts of the conversation shared between his mates. Atlantis was seeing far to many visitors and none at his beckoning. This just did not sit well.
Postponing his visit with Xiomara, the great chocolate stallion turns now. Muscular frame moves with lithe grace and adapted ease down the twisting trail. Noctis is with her... And Quillon the boy she bore far from his shores. He comes upon them as he always does, muscular neck arches, cream and caramel colored locks tumbling in haphazard windswept curls. Dark ears peel backwards as he sauters foward and stops just infront of her. "For one who wished to leave so badly you are making a habit of appearing on my shores at your whim Vasilisa" he murmurs dipping his head now to bump his youngest son's muzzle affectionately. A single brow raises as emerald eyes once for fix upon the black mare. "I do not take kindly to trespassers even if it is my son you bring." He huffs muscles tensing beneath his skin. It would be so easy... Murmurs the wolf... To keep her here... To turn her captive or take his son. There were others who could nurse him... Foals his age to play with an learn from... He could forget her... But then the voice of zjeena is in his thoughts... The sorrow in her eyes when she had been forced away from her twins and once more his rage for Liland boiled. No. He would not. For her... Replies: