Sleeping Dragon kicked my heart to baltimore

He was glad that Whip stuck close, because he took a great deal of comfort from his brother's proximity.  There was a time he might have been a bit more naively enthusiastic about strangers, but now there was an understandable chip on his shoulder.

Luckily the one who came was a familiar face, and while Gannet didn't move closer, he did give a friendly tail wag in hello and return the lick.  He had only met her once, but he knew she was family, so was happy to see her.