Rougaru was not quite sure what to think of the onyx woman. Unlike the obsidian Faolain on the Ridge border, this woman had a different aura about her. Where Faolain was stoic and calm, there was a friendly gentleness in the dark green eyes that stared back at him now. It was strange really, and caused even the wolf to tilt its head in confusion. She takes a step backwards as he approaches and the beast within smiles. There was something about the feeling of intimidation that thrilled the feral animal. The stallion, well the stallion merely watched on in silence.

However where Faolain had held herself in high esteem, even daring to look down her nose upon him, this mare, Nasa as she called herself, seemed to instead seek a friendlier approach. A coy smile tugs the corners of his whiskered lips upwards into a smile and politely it dips his head in acknowledgement of her words. In the eyes of the wolf, it took courage to admit when one strayed from their original path, many leaders, himself included, found themselves failing on such fields. ”Yes, I dare say that the Ridge lies a distance to the north of these parts.” he muses, his deep gaze still locked within her own. Like the salty ocean shallows just after a storm, her eyes shine bright and clear; alluring and intriguing in the same moment.

She introduces herself as Nasa, and a single dial flickers at the mention of the Harbor. What tension had built beneath the chocolate color of his skin begins to dissipate as the large stallion settles himself into easy conversation, tilting his head in invitation. ”Ah yes, the Harbor. I had heard there was a herd gathering there now. Had I known it included such pleasant company perhaps I would have come for a visit myself.” he finished, the rumblings of laughter beginning in his broad chest. Thick crown is given a shake. ”Friendly neighbors make for good company. Yet even better still when boundaries are firmly in place. At least, that was my own sire’s advice.” he muses glancing down the narrow pathway ahead. ”Shall we chat along the beach? I find myself rather enjoying the ocean breeze on humid days such as this. Join me for a spell won’t you?” he offers invitingly, a single brow raised expectantly, waiting to see if she would join him.