The red dragon leisurely strolled through the forest, whistling a little tune while flipping a gold coin in his claws. There were critters here and there, but none were who he was looking for. As he walked down the path, he caught sight of a figure. "There you are." Without further delay, he beelined to the critter, greeting them with a rough slap on the back.

"Yo!" Simon seized the other's shoulders. "I'm bored. Wanna help me count my coins?" He didn't wait for a response; he steered the critter to his den with an arm resting over the shoulder.