Dragoncrest Cliffs 46 & 2 ahead of me

Dutiful and attentive, he combed their edges over the hours. Being so immersed in this routine placed the pale Wocha relatively nearby when she sang her song of summons, and he was able to make good time to her. He appeared to her from between the trees, tall and proud, looking perfectly within his element with his scent so thick among the others here. There was still a chance the commander may come upon them soon too, as was almost always the case, but for now, he was perfectly equipped to intercept for the time being and find out what was going on here on their doorstep.

He squared up his shoulders once he had come to close enough distance between them and looked her over with his nose quivering all the while. "What's your business here?" he asked first of all, not recognizing her sight or her scent, or any explanation before now other than that she had come calling. Dio's lifted tail arced curiously, and he hoped she would be forthcoming enough with the details now that she had his audience.