Fetch! Yes, Warlord!

When Oleander came back Ignita thumped her tail at him. She immediately began regretting every decision in her life when he scowled at her though. She didn't know him as she did Bas and she sank her head low over Bas's neck with her ears airplane-ing out flat, thoroughly chastised for moving Bas's head. The dude was scary when he wanted to be. She was grateful he wasn't part of the chastizing crew when she had her accident.

She held still as he examined Basilisk, her golden eyes wide and watching his assessments carefully. She didn't dare move a muscle.
She relaxed a little when he praised her, at least she knew he didn't hate her.

When Bas mumbled something about there being two of Oleander and then she heard very clearly his soft call for his mother she let her eyes dart at Ollie's with concern. She remembered she had a hard time seeing after her accident, he probably had a concussion.

She pulled her chin over the titan's neck. A comforting hug, she even dared to lick his ear as if a mother would her pup. Seeing the big warlord in pain was heartbreaking.

She saw Oleander working out what the next step could be. She lifted her head at him and offered a suggestion. "What about Oso and the Cart?" She asked.