It was agony just standing out in the open like he was. Keeping his head lifted and his body straight was one thing, but exposing everyone to his vulnerability was another. Warsaw wasn't used to this, being the one injured beyond repair. He recalls how tough Vita Nova had been while recovering from Brunhild's birth and defeating Xiomara in battle. She was a true warrioress and deserved the title she proudly held. Dark mochas hold onto Solomon's image until a cry caused one of his ears to flick to the side. He would know that call anywhere so he doesn't waste energy to turn his head to look at her.

Vita Nova is at his side in the next few seconds, backing him up with her intense authority and strength. As long as they were working together, no one could take this home away from them. No one ever would again. Warsaw does his best to keep up the act and uses her newfound strength from having his Queen at his side to stay upright. Solomon, the stallion utters his name quote calm despite Vita Nova's loud entrance. Warsaw was intrigued even more to know just who crosses his borders.

His eyes narrow as Solomon mentions having a herd under Shaydowfax. He couldn't surpass the small growl that leaves his lips, but thankfully only his Queen is close enough to hear. The mare's name was still sour on his tongue, but he listens to this Solomon anyway. He was curious to know how this stallion had come to live under such a mare and what he plans really were. His sights set on Vita and Warsaw finds himself instinctively stepping closer to her. Though he almost has a miss-step and trips, he is able to keep his head high.

Warsw's ears pin back as he makes his point to his Queen. Warsaw was curious as to why it was such an important time for the stallion to come now, but he would need to learn more about his relationship with the Lusitano mare before he went any further. Solomon turns his eyes back to him as he mentions he was seeking a partnership. His ears slowly raise back to a less aggressive position as Sol mentions they shared a common way a herd should be run. "You say this, but still, you live under a mare such as Shaydowfax. Tell me what is your relationship with her?"

Warsaw questions the intentions of the stallion in front of them. "You must know by now, but I am Warsaw de Devil's Retribution Monarch King of Tinuvel. This is my fierce and loyal Monarch Queen, Vita Nova. She is your Queen as much as she is mine so I suggest you show her respect." His lips reach out to nibble at the top of his Queen's head before guiding his eyes back towards Solomon. "Is it true I am known for thinking more traditionally when it comes to leading a herd, but I have learned there are some mares worth respecting. Shaydowfax is not one of those." A certain gleam of anger flashes in his gaze.

"She may be strong, but she is not worthy to live on my island. I allowed a friend of hers to decide her fate. He chose to free her and I did so without hurting a hair on that pretty head of hers. In return, she attacked me and took her spot in the Cove. She does not belong on my island and she needs to be gone so unless your plan involves evicting her off of Tinuvel I'm not interested." He eyes the stallion curiously. He would take his words back to Shaydowfax if he likes, but he had a feeling this stallion was looking for something more.