Solis loped along after John, keeping her tail straight behind her so as not to accidentally bash in someone's window or favorite potted plant. He was such a charming and charismatic leader, she felt compelled to follow him into any dangerous situation (especially against evil bosses).

Perhaps someday they would erect a golden statue in his honor, right next to the one with the Heroes of Light.

"The chocobos? That's terrible!" Her brow ridges wrinkled in what was likely supposed to be an expression of concern, but it just made her look confused and angry. Dragon expressions were difficult to master. "Then I agree, we must make all due haste."