Northstar Vale boogie woogie down with your funky feet

Dragon was chiefly an antagonist that liked to rouse others, but above that he was a survivalist that knew how to keep his head above water; his sense, unhindered by the folly of pride, served him well here. He passed the initial inspection. The lead wolf backed off, as did her subordinates, and he rose himself into a sit, keeping his ears tucked back deferentially and his head lowered beneath the breadth of his shoulders. His eyes continued to rest on the female's small paws.

"Thought it looked like a fine place to dock," he answered, swiftly correcting his coastal lingo as he continued. "Ah — to live. If you're open to it, I'd like to join you. Name's Dragon."