Sleeping Dragon nature under constraint and vexed

I don't want to assume too much but hopefully I'll have more next round.

Gavriel gives it a few minutes for anyone that's coming to show up but when it concludes with just Dio and Hush, he allows himself to relax. Adrenaline still pumps but he can feel the crash happening, panting heavy breaths coming to a stop, and he licks his lips to finally settle himself. Blood is smeared on his muzzle and perhaps speckled everywhere but the large male didn't have time to address how he looked. His only concern had been the potential threat they face. 

"This is..." he hesitates and swings his head. He had only met him once before and his tongue fumbles for the name. "Toxo...?" he tries but brushes it off to let the man speak for himself. "Dio and Hush," he then addresses respectively. 

He isn't sure how long the male has been within Sleeping Dragon but he supposes not very long with the lack of familiar expression on his comrades faces. 

"I found a grotto wolf in the ridge. One I have not seen," he explains but he doesn't have much to go on. He's only ever seen Reek and the other female, but that doesn't matter much. "He seemed confused about us. He didn't know who we were so Reek must not be telling his pack much," he adds though he doesn't understand the logic, something that will get his pack wiped out.