He glides across the sands without thought, lost in the anger that boils just under his skin, that he is unaware of the angry woman aiming for his direction or else he never would have responded to her teeth on his skin and the anger in her voice with his own show of violence, moving hooves twisting his golden body around to set his own teeth into the skin of one of his newer ladies, a gentle soul who’d been wronged by Fiero’s disappearance act just as his lady Switch had all those seasons ago. A bitter memory he hadn’t wanted to relive again.

The very thought gives him enough reason to release the sweat slicked skin of her withers he’d fastened onto and sought to mark, pausing for a moment and if she hasn’t had the chance to move out from him dare he try to brush tender lips against the wound his teeth had sought to make on her beautiful coat. “Im sorry,” he is ashamed, as he should be, glancing off and away from her while the rapid roar of the fire in his ears slowly returns to a dull throb that made him wish to dunk his head into the bitter cold water of the ocean.

“I’m a fool, and an idiot,” Fiero murmurs, putting himself into motion again to keep a comfortable distance between himself and innayat, for fear of another clash, and after glancing over her heavy barrel he could only imagine how truly angry she was with a child now involved; their child.

“Do you wish to leave me as well lady of the moon? I would,” golden eyes finally return to her, the look in them far away as they sought to figure out the motives for each of his women who’d left so far, the home Fiero had sought to build crumbling around him before it ever became a whole.