Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Indeed, Dragon had been hanging out in the cove. He had smelled Abraxas near Abaven when he had passed by there, and he was suddenly on edge. Were they taking over Abaven now? Did they hurt Sparrow and the others that were there? He had no idea. He wasn't too keen on going to find out, either. For all he knew, that family was lurking around and might take their chance at him if he wasn't careful. Well...maybe. He wasn't sure. He did feel paranoid about it. He placed back and forth, stopped only when Greed called for him. Curious, he went to see what the Armada male wanted.

It didn't take long for him to meet him, but he was confused. He didn't just smell Greed, but another wolf as well. Unfamiliar of course, and since she no longer bore the scent of Celestial then all the more foreign to him. "Greed, you've brought a guest?" He asked, though not unkind. He was curious, Greed never seemed the type to really make friends, and he had known him since the male was born.