His thick head was held high as he walks back to the Lagoon with his prize in tow. He could imagine no greater image than the two of them storming into the Lagoon together. Tall, thick boned stallions, with age and experience. It was exactly what the Lagoon needed more of. Besides, Tyr had once held the General position and even became the Boss after the mutiny with Cullen. Shit Cullen. He was going to be pissed. It was possible his tune could change if his mission was successful.

Jigsaw slows his gait to walk alongside Tyr. "That's a nice laddie you got there running your home." The words slide off his tongue between smirking lips. "Too bad he doesn’t seem to share the fighting experience you do." Jigsaw reaches over to nip in Tyr's direction before jogging forward with a laugh. He expected some retaliation so his head tossed back to keep an eye on the stallion. His gait begins to slow as he turns around to stop Tyr just inside the Lagoon's borders. "Oh how the tables turn," He says as he begins to circle around his bulky captive.

It felt like so long ago Tyr had stolen him from the Lagoon as some kind of lesson to leave his mate alone. Now Tyr was his, captured here in the Lagoon where he belongs. It would have only been sweeter if he held the General title to his name. He finally stops just to make another sly comment. "Tell me how is Lady Faolain? Enjoying retirement?" He had to remind himself he was growing older. Still, he felt he had a lot of life left to use to terrorize the islands.