Dragoncrest Cliffs we're singing hymnals

Dual howls had him honing in on their location quickly enough, and thankfully, he was not too far off. With matters as they were at present, and still feeling strung up tightly for all the reasons he could list, he was still on patrol more often than he wasn't. But these voices were familiar.. vaguely enough, at least so and with every stride forward, he wondered what this could be, here and now; he intended to find out soon.

Prickling up when scent of someone unfamiliar tickled his nose, he zeroed in on her the second he identified her bold approach over the nearby males (who he at least knew). Hux and Melchior were both spared an appropriately questioning glance—although he was piecing together his suspicions now that he saw, with certainty, who accompanied her. He knew hazily of what Hux had left to do, and why. Details, indeed, or some sort of confirmation were needed before he could begin to ease up with this. For now, he was quick to plant himself in her pathway with a long look. As for what he wanted to know, he went with starting at: "Who are you?"