Dragoncrest Cliffs we're singing hymnals

He took a moment's rest, taking up his sentinel position by his fellow travel mates. His peach gaze roamed the familiar faces, but his lips were pressed into a tight line, the thin line of black barely visible against the dark fur that framed his face. It had been a long while since he had been back, but he had returned a proper man, filled out, as capable as he appeared. Compelled by Hux' motivation, he too joined in song, his tone gentle, voice still hinting at boyishness. They would be undoubtedly received, as  all members of the clan were, but he was anxious to catch up on everything he had missed out on.