OOC: Good to see you haven't forgotten about us, Aussie. :-) Apologies
for the inactivity, it should hopefully liven up a bit in the summer
when those of us still struggling through education slip the noose for
thoswe blessed few months. :-D

BIC: The dog who called himself Dragon seemed to have lost interest in
the new arrivals for now, and had lain his head back down nonchalantly
over his paws. Turning his head back to look at Safari, Thor spoke,
"'Tas been a while since I was last here, I don't reckernize these
guys. Mix in an' get talking, 's the best place for hearin' news this
side o' the boiler room. Unless ye get sick o' course. I've 'eard yon
vet's is a regular social 'ub." The coppery sled dog flicked his tail
left and right over his haunches, comfortable even around so many
strangers. Yes, they should soon gleen some hearsay from this lot.

It had been a long time since he'd deserted his musher's pen, and Thor
wondered if Tony was confounded enough yet, or if he should let his
human stew a little more before he came trotting back like nothing had
happened. He hadn't smelt or heard the smuggler come out looking for
him, so let the ratbag think he'd galavanted off for a bit longer if
that's how much he was valued.

It made him chuckle as he padded between the assorted dogs of Rivan
and Skyline's team, the scents of them creating a musky but not
unpleasant miasma, each one smelt fit, and there was a female in here
somewhere though he'd be blasted to tell who without more personally
investigating the aroma. And the last time he tried THAT, he had his
ass handed to him by Thunderbolt, it wasn't something he'd enjoy
experiencing again. They all looked muscley and staunch, he'd just
have to wait and see.

Settling down to lay adjacent who he judged to be the eldest member of
the team, Thor gave his rogueish grin, "Evenin' grandad, what's fresh
on the grapevine?"

-John