She huffs and gives her proud head a shake her words calm despite the flashes of anger that danced in his emerald eyes. Hairs along his spine bristle as once again she repeats her jaded words again and he snorts, ears falling backwards. "Perhaps if you had acted differently then you would have been one of them. But that is beyond the point. My shores are not your half-home." he adds with a stomp of his thickly feathered hoof.

She tries to turn the tides of this conversation now, pressing her obsidian frame against his own, rubbing the thick curve of her muscular neck against the strong point of his shoulder. For a moment he is taken back to the days when first they had met. The days before the constant bickering and nagging drove the wedge between what had blossomed into a young fresh relationship. Her voice is smooth silk in his ear as she murmurs and for a moment he imagines himself relaxing against her... until the words leave fall from her lips.

Like a wave of cold water he is forced from those memories and back to where they now stood, her and his infant son no longer apart of his herd... Noctis a silent watcher in the distance as he had been for some time. DIstant.

He gives his thick neck a shake again, shifting his weight to draw himself away from her. "But you did leave Vasilisa. There is no could have beens. What's done is done." he snaps as she moves back to Quillion's side. For a moment Rougaru eyes his youngest son, the intelligence that gleams behind his dark eyes and the curious grin upon his lips. The small boy huffs at him and Rougaru smiles despite the pain that tugged at his soul. "You need to leave." he breathes, his gaze turning once more to Vasilisa. It was the wolf who spoke now, the one who took the reins and made these decisions that the stallion could not. Not yet. Yellow glitters behind the emerald green of his eyes as muscles tense beneath chocolate brown skin. "There is a war on the horizon, a war that will determine the future of the islands and I cannot risk someone betraying me or my herd. Mother of my child or not you are no longer a member here and therefore an outsider. You may not return here. If Noctis wishes to see you he may do so but you will not come to my shores again." he snorts taking a step forward to nuzzle Quillion tenderly before turning and walking back towards the jungle. Only once does he turn back to her, a mask of indifference upon his lips. "I will come and visit Quillion when the time comes." he murmurs and with that he disappears into the thick underbrush.