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Dragon huffed, his alligator features knotted into as close a thing to worry as he could get. Where was everyone?! He needed help! Where was Ghanyarah? Baratheon--was he in Cetus, would Dragon get lucky? For that matter where was the bird, the little black one who could find out what was magic and what was not... Eve! Where was Eve?
"Hello?" he shouted, or tried to--it was more like a hissing, gurgling growl-squeak. "Is anyone there? Ghanyarah? Baratheon? Eve? Hello?"
The young gator pushed through the swamp, high-walking and gasping through his jaws. His kind weren't made for long treks over dry land, but every time the marsh water ran out he found himself clambering over everything. And he had to.
"Helloooo?"
He'd meant to find the others, anyway, to ask if they wanted to join him in feeding Aquarian in return for food. But then Aquarian had come slamming out of the water this morning--rather sulky, all in all, thought Dragon--and gone on and on about how that golden collar had been stolen.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
Dragon was still young, and his irritation resulted in far from mature thoughts, at first, but as he slipped into the black channel of water that led to the Divine, he calmed somewhat.
He reached the Divine a moment later, eyeing it warily lest it attack him again, but it seemed inert for the moment. The alligator circled the tree widely, and then looked around, trying to decide where to go next.
"Hello...?"