Gentle woofing roused the brute. He lay still for a moment, heavy lids blinking groggily. It took him a moment to register what exactly had woken him. Dione? His nose twitched as he scented the air. Yes, it was definitely her - with manners, it seemed as no dying creatures lay twitching nearby.
Slinking towards the tunnel, the giant brute wormed his way into it (really, he needed to consider making it a bit...wider) and shimmied up to the surface. There he paused, half in and half out, to gaze at the little green gremlin. She looked...well. Unharmed, uninjured. She didn't smell like blood or rogues or fear. So it was a social call. What could possibly bring her by at such an hour? Not that he really minded, it was almost time to get up for a patrol anyway.
"Dione?" he queried sleepily, "What brings you by?"
"Speaking""Thinking"
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
