Warsaw had never been one to dally along and for that Rougaru was grateful. Despite the patience that Zjeena and Monster had taught him there was still a part of him that could not stand to wait. He blamed the beast. Ears twitch as the sound of hooves upon permafrost announce to him the approach of Warsaw and his son long before the cool zephyrs brought with it their scent. Proud skull lifts to fixate the approaching duo with fierce emerald eyes alight with pleasure. It had been far to long since last he visited with his long time brother-at-arms. A wolfish grin slides across his weathered features as Warsaw comments on the time. A good natured chuckle rumbles from deep within the chocolate stallions chest as he takes a step forward, his head inclining respectfully to his northern ally. "You know me brother, waiting is not one of my strongest features. Time seems to slip by us quicker these days." he muses pausing now to nod his head towards Ironclad. "I believe we struck a bargain. My daughter in exchange for our continued alliance." he states, his gruff baritones graveled as he turns his great head to gaze at Medusa as she pranced to a stop at his side. A single brow raises suspiciously as the two toned girl comments that this is not her first encounter with Ironclad. Were it not for the present company, no doubt he would have inquired further about how and where such a meeting took place but this was not the time.

Muscular neck arches as he nips his daughter lightly, the warning underlying the affection that burned deep in his soul for the girl. He would miss her presence in Paradise but even he knew that one could only stand so long in a father's herd without wanting... more. His gaze turns back to Warsaw now, "I am confident that she will be well treated here and will to learn to understand the bond that has been built among our herds. he adds pausing a moment to glance back at Medusa with a smile before continuing again. "There is another that I will send before to long. Your grandson Annubis has want for many a story of his mother and her lineage that I cannot answer. I would send him to spend the winter with you. It would do him good to learn of the hardiness needed for those of Tinuvel's bloodline and I hope he will prove a strong companion for a time." he remarks, a proud smirk upon his lips. "I have more sons than I know what to do with these days.".

Thick crown is given a shake, long silver white locks snapping audibly against the thick curve of his neck. "I must confess. I am not much content with peace. While it has been a blessing, after the war and the annoyance that was Liland, I have a score the settle with Shamwari for the death of Celestria. It is not something I am willing to relinquish lightly. Have you any thoughts my friend?"