Scraps:
“Rowf”, Scraps cheered at the sudden attention, and he leaned into the scratch ... his whole body seeming to go into an epileptic fit with excitement, until he nearly fell over.
As the team walked off, he skittered along behind them, and beside them, and ahead of them ... sniffing the world for any signs of threat, food or doggy-messages.
He ended up behind the red scaley one at one point. Scraps wasn’t sure exactly what that thing was.
That was easily fixed, though; every dog knows how to understand someone better.
... so Scraps gave that scaley red butt a real good sniffing.
The Lieutenant leads the heroes to the back of the building. There, in a cell, is the denim-wearing young man calling himself the Blue Dragon. "He's still got his powers, but he can't break out of there," says the Lieutenant. "He can electrify the bars, but he knows if he shocks any of us, his next meal will be delayed..."
The Blue Dragon glares sullenly at everyone present.