Emberflame Ridge I'm not alive if I'm lonely

When the petite girl spoke, she moved faster, their bodies now lining up. Her saying that everything was going well and that it would not take long before they could lay an official claim was nice to hear. Jolon was enjoying himself for the first time since that dreadful day... But that time was in the past. This new home, his fellow members and the beautiful dragoness walking beside him were his top priority now, his present and future. He glanced over at her, her raven coat standing out in the snow, before she asked him whether he was excited for all of this.Most certainly. I can't imagine what it would be like when we're all together at the beautiful volcano, like a family. Of course he was excited, it was all he'd been looking out for since the day he had met her. He looked forward to bonding with everyone, exploring the area and spending time with Asterr herself. Jolon certainly had grown fond of her, enjoying their time together more than anything.

Jolon sniffed the air. There was someone nearby, someone who wasn't scared of them apparently, for a dark, feminine figure waddled it's way into Jolon's eyesight a fair distance away. It looked like she was tracking something, not paying much attention to them. Jolon stopped walking, his ears perking up but keeping a neutral stance. He glanced over at his companion, wondering if she wanted to approach this dark stranger. Perhaps they could call out to the loner, but who was to say that she wouldn't flee the moment she laid eyes upon them? He tipped his head, staring at the bright spirit. You wanna go to her or not?