Yasmina's gaze never left the back of his head nor did it leave the face of the stallion in front of him. It didn't surprise him one bit she was being so protective, but he did wish she would leave. Her presence made the situation more tense. It was evident by the grullo stallion's stance that Yasmina was not relaxing the situation.

His ears flick at the male's response. It was Yasmina's snort that threatens a smile at his lips cause honestly this was a little comical. His neice was so fiesty! Nico didn't feel the threat that Yasmina did (though she took everyone as a threat) so he relaxed his shoulders. He could feel the prying eyes of his neice behind him as he does. As if she was telepathicly warning him not to lose his guard.

"You can go now," He says as he turns his eyes to look at his neice. She gives him a weary glance, but his strong stare finally causes her to cave. Yasmina nods and turns her body away from them. She takes up a slow pace back into the trees towards a more inland part of the Inlet. "What is your name?" Nico turns his eyes back on the stallion. "And where are you from?" He asks curiously. If he was here seeking alliances it was safe to assume he had his own peice of land somewhere among the islands. All Nico knew for sure was that he was not from Tinuvel.