It was a rash decision to attack the Cove. He knew there might be trouble ahead for it, but he had an idea. It might not work, but he was a young stallion who had ran into Rúna on his explorations. Tinuvel was once the land of his gransire and so he was curious. He knew a peice of his family was in the Inlet with Nicodemus being a distant cousin. He had learned someone else lived in the Bay and that mare had been much closer to Warsaw's bloodline.

He could be curious if anyone in the Bay was related to him too. Even the Arch. Honestly he didn't really care unless they were serving a purpose to the mission. All that family gathering and love could be way down the line when Xiomara was gone. So he finds dear young Rúna and rings out his challenge to her master.

No one had came to her aid. This only makes him smirk as he corrals Rúna over the borders and to the Inlet. "Why does no one fight for you?" He asks once they finally cross the border of his homeland. He was curious to know what thoughts ran through her head. Before she had been more illusive to his questioning, but what would she do now? Did she still trust her leader to protect her or had he just given her a reason why she shouldn't? Icy blue eyes search her features for an answer.