Starflight wasn't too keen on spending time on the beaches after his last encounter with the Beast Hunters, but he had been trying to find Tsunami all day, and the ocean was the most likely place to track down a SeaWing. The black dragon had been prowling around the docks for a while, trying to pick up her scent and occasionally calling out her name. So far he hadn't had much luck. Most people had gone back to the city by now, but hearing someone nearby, he turned toward the speaker, calling out.

"Excuse me. You wouldn't happened to have seen a big, blue dragon with curved horns and glowing scales around here, have you? She may have been swimming in the water earlier, with a small hatchling dragon." His own hatchling was draped along the back his neck, her small head poking out over the bandages across his eyes and face.