Allies.

For such a simple word the implication was strong. Rougaru had proven himself already time and again to Warsaw, proven that he would remain loyal and trusted even when the wolf veyed for other alternatives. It was Warsaw's war that had cost him Celestria... but it was a wound to Warsaw too for Celestria was his daughter. Standing on the rocky shores now Rougaru finds himself thinking back to the first time he met the golden girl and the cold calculated look in her eyes. Always she strived for greatness, no doubt a trait she picked up from her sire. How he missed her now. Solaris was gone. A death shrouded in mystery but one he had made a silent promise to uncover. Annubis was all that remained of her. Thinking now of the boy so like his mother Rougaru cannot help but to wonder if like Celestria he would enjoy Tinuvel. Perhaps it was time to let him visit his grandsire.

However that is not what has brought him here today. Ironclad had come last season with a small fluffy mare in exchange for their continued alliance. His daughter. Medusa.

Mirella was another story, the pretty pale faced girl was much like her dreamer mother and though Rougaru trusted Warsaw to keep her safe, it was Jabari's clear attraction that had him careful to keep her hidden in the jungles shadows where he could guard them.

Chocolate colored skin is given a shake to rid the remnants of salt water from his damp coat. Respectfully he lingers near the shores, thickly muscled neck arching as he glances back towards the choppy inlet waters, waiting for Medusa to join him. No doubt Ironclad and Warsaw would not miss his presence.