From where he sat Hage eyed the lizard sunning itself on a rock nearby with a wary gaze. It looked harmless, but then again so did he, and he could put up a decent fight of his own, so therefore the lizard could probably do the same. He sat there silently for a short while, before suddenly stepping quickly towards the reptile with a low growl, sending it scurrying away off towards the other side of the island. Good riddance. This island they had come across was strange, a little small, and absolutely overrun with reptiles of all kind. He'd seen a large crocodile in the center pool of water and had quickly decided to not get too close. Turning to look at his travelling companion he frowned, ears pulling back in distaste as he grumbled softly under his breath, not saying any specific words in particular, but wanting to get his point across that this place sucked. There were a few gnarled trees and sharp dried grasses, but other than that it was just a bunch of rocks. And all the reptiles. Couldn't forget about them. At least it wasn't freezing cold, but that seemed to be the only good thing about this island, and he wanted off it sooner rather than later.

Half-lidded eyes looked across the island, appearing disinterested as her goose wreaked havoc among the smaller lizards. A slow blink a steady inhale would be the only signs she had taken notice at all. “Baka gachō,” was whispered under her breath. How she had let anyone convince her a goose would be a good companion was beyond her. He was terrible at stealth missions, although she did suppose he made an ok body guard. Nobody expected to be charged by a honking, hissing demon when they were trying to sneak up on her. So she endured.

Golden orbs barely flicked to her companion before settling back on their surroundings. She and her sister had parted ways, initially briefly on the way here. She was still hopeful she would join them in this strange new land, but along the way she had collected a stray. It wasn’t often she saw anyone with a hint of similar colouring to herself, so that had been the first draw, that and he was small enough to be a great hot water bottle in climates colder than this one. The barest crinkle and turning of her lips would give away her amusement to any that knew her well. She knew he hated the nickname, but what point was there to using it if she thought he might enjoy it? “Dakara Kōgī, kita matawa minami?” It went without saying they would have to get the mainland first.

let's just stick to the one night standards

(for those with no hover like me)
1 - Idiot goose
2 - So Corgi, north or south?