(Please PM me first if you'd like to join this thread! Obviously Volterra/Nymeria/@[Confutatis] are welcome.)


Stealing, tracking, trapping. It wasn't really Gaucho's style. However Confutatis clearly had a pattern going. She had run from the first and only encounter the dun had had with her, and according to Ophelia had run from theirs as well. Given that the Worldeater was pregnant at the time he wasn't terribly surprised.

Still, he didn't want her getting away.

And so, for all of his fire and his bulk, he had followed. Perhaps she had noticed him, perhaps not. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that they were alone. Her mind games and foul words would not word on him, he was immune to such things. But moreso, the Wildfire was confident that he could make her submit to him via physical force alone. She could jabber all she wanted. She was coming back to the Throat one way or another. Ophelia had mentioned that the WorldEater had been a constant thorn in the Basin's hide. Given the friendship the Foresaken had extended to him on multiple occasions, he thought it fitting to return the favour. Although Ophelia said that she didn't necessarily need to have the dark mare wrapped and delivered to her doorstep, at least this way, locked on his island, she wouldn't be able to harass his northern allies.

Two dragons composed entirely of fire bled from his antlers. They raced in an arc through the sky, attempting to fly before Confutatis and her children. Galloping forwards from his position in the trees, the Wildfire aimed directly for the trio, halting about 10 feet away. His fire dragons hovered above the ground where they couldn't start any fires, but where the heat from their bodies would provide ample resistance should the children try to push through. As his large hooves skid to a halt he stomped one into the ground, shaking and rocking the earth. It was the rank magic he had always had, one that was usually more threatening and intimidating than actually damaging.

"Confutatis." He bellowed. In his antlers Mara slid forward, her black gaze eyeing the group as she hissed. Should Gaucho say the word, she would be more than happy to use her venom to make Confutatis more cooperative. Vorsa, who didn't understand any of what was happening, hovered by Gaucho's side. She happily trilled hello, until a hiss from Mara cut her off. "You cause no more trouble for Basin. You come with Gaucho. Now."

Fire blazed even brighter and higher on his wings than normal, as his stormy gaze bore into her.