Enter the dragon

Date: April 5th open to all heroes 

Thump, thump, thump.

Baskoro's short clawed legs scurried across the tall grass as he headed towards the hero camp. The lizard tongue flicked out as he tasted the air for any soldiers that lived in the camp. The more comrades, the made the better his chance of surviving this stupid war and being able to return to his island and to his mate. He slurped up a string of drool as Baskoro lifted his head and called out his greeting. "Hello? Is anyone here?! I'm new to camp. I was hoping someone could give me a little tour." The dragon stalked down the main row of tents, unknowingly headed toward the MASH tent.

"H-H-Hello?"

The round, timid-looking face of a lion appeared from the white folds of the medic's tent. Tojo had just finished his "shift" of work and had just being going out to clear his head when the voice had sounded from the aisle of tents. He had never been and would never be good at meeting new people, and although this was technically his home, he did not consider himself the best tour guide. His eagle friend might be, but Tai was snoring on his perch in the medic's tent at the moment, and Tojo had lots of bite marks from trying to wake him at different times.

So Tojo really had no choice in the matter now, it would be impolite just to walk away, and although socially anxious, he cared deeply about being polite. He turned his head this way and that, thinking that maybe a child was playing the ‘call-then-run-away' game, but only when he looked down did he notice the almost slithering newcomer.

In spite of himself, Tojo jumped a little bit. That was one big bloody lizard. He tried to brush it off so as not to appear rude, and smiled (though awkwardly) down at the reptile.

“Hi there! Are you new here? (Waitofcourseyouareyoujustsaidthatuhh)” Tojo stammered awkwardly under his breath. “Uh- my name’s Tojo!” he managed at last, puffing out his chest with a slight hint of vanity. “I-I could give you a tour if you like Mr…” he paused, waiting on the lizard giving his name. Then he would ask what kind of lizard it exactly was, because this was certainly the biggest Nile Monitor he had ever seen.

Another new member of camp.

Bolt blinked his brown eyes as he watched as a new - thing - walked around camp. Another person who wanted to join the Heroes. Honestly, Bolt swore he saw new people and animals come in every day. It was amazing the magnitude of people they were drawn to the war. Who knew why they came anymore - the war seemed to be going on forever without end, and almost nothing good had come around from it. Tragedies happened everywhere - like Penny being killed. If people thought going to war was about glory, almost like he did when he first got to camp, they were clearly wrong. Delusional like he was. He had believed that he would be able to save lives by going to war. Instead, he lost Penny. And now he felt like he lost Mittens also.

But Bolt wasn’t going to question other’s reasons. While he knew some people went in for glory, there were many out here that were fighting for other reasons. Whatever this lizard’s reason was for coming to the war, Bolt wasn’t going to go ahead and question him about it. But he could at least make an introduction to him. It would be nice to meet someone who wasn’t either mad at him for his past deeds, or had at least heard about him.

Walking over, Bolt watched as a lion introduced himself. Bolt didn’t know many of the lions around here - and he was pretty sure hadn’t seen this one around before. Either way, Bolt nodded his head in the lion’s direction, before looking at the lizard. To be honest, it did look like something that would come off a movie set - and that was certainly something he knew about.

“I could help also,” Bolt offered, tilting his head slightly as he looked at the reptile. “My name’s Bolt.”

Cassie wandered over from the training area, she'd caught sight of the odd hodge podge group and decided to investigate. Walking up to the three animals, her brown eyes shining, she smiled
"Hey there."
Her gaze flickered between the three of them, the lion and the lizard she didn't know, but she recognized Bolt from the search and rescue training a few weeks ago. She gave her fellow canine a friendly nod, before turning her attention to the lizard
"Did I hear right, you're new?" she asked with a tilt of her head, before wagging her tail and smiling even wider
"I'm Cassie, it's nice to meet you."

"H-H-Hello?"
The lizard turned around to look at the owner of the stammering voice. "Yes, yes that I am," He answered while he looked up at the large lion, his reptilian lips pulled up in a polite smile to Tojo.

“Uh- my name’s Tojo! I-I could give you a tour if you like Mr…”

A pause was given by Tojo which the dragon was quick to fill."It's Baskoro, or just Bask for short." He replied, pressing a claw to his chest in introduction. "A pleasure to meet you then Mr. Tojo, a tour from you would be-" Baskoro would have said 'lovely' had the white shepard not shown up to interrupt him but the lizard held no ill to Bolt, he just didn't know. "Bolt." The lizard's tongue flicked out as he tested the canine's name on his lips. "Like a lighting bolt? Correct?" He studied the dog almost as if trying to figure out why his master or mistress would name him that. Another canine arrived to meet Baskoro and he turned his head to met Cassie's, his eyes meeting Cassie's chocolate colored ones and a second later her greeting was heard.

"I'm Cassie, it's nice to meet you."

"Yes, that's right Miss Cassie, I'm Baskoro, Tojo here was just about to offer me a tour, I'm sure that you can come along? Show me some of your areas of interest?"

Obiefune thought of himself as the most sexy lion around in the Pridelands. Back home, near his old pride territory, the girls and even some boys would throw themselves at his paws like a horde of rabid 1 Direction fangirls. Not that the lion would even know what the hell that was. But no matter, the dark maned lion had set his sights on his target to flirt with for today. It seemed a newcomer had just joined them, judging by the small crowd gathered around what looked like a very large lizard. Obie manages to catch the newbie's name. Baskoro, it seemed. He smirked as he sauntered up towards the group, his tail whipping back and forth before it lashed out and placed a light, flirty tap against Tojo's rump.

"Hello there everyone!" Obiefune greeted, playing the innocent card for the moment, but a playful smirk danced on his lips as his gaze flicked towards Tojo.