Sleeping Dragon nature under constraint and vexed

This is hella vague but I'm getting it up before it gets too late/for the sake of threadlogs. I'll reply again when the other thread gets a little further along! Set immediately after here.

There hadn’t been a lot of time for Gavriel to make pleasantries with Toxochelys. His surprise had settle in early but dealing with it will come later. For now, his concern is on the grotto wolf meandering close enough to Drageda territory that a threat is to be concerned. With no particular Wocha in the council, Gavriel isn’t sure what the protocol should be. Going to Thuringwethil would be easy but there’s two other worries within their territory that might be able to handle it. 

With thundering paws, and @Toxochelys in tow, he crosses back into the territory with a beckoning call to @Dio and @Hush and, really, anyone else that might serve their lead. He slows to a stop need to a steep wall of the mountain, and circling back to see the newest wolf in Sleeping Dragon. With a thousand questions and concerns running through his mind, he’s still unable to put things together long enough that won’t distract him from their purpose.