Gwyntaan took the shorter route, launching effortlessly from the ground and spiraling in for a landing next to the ship.  As Captain told him of their next task, the dragon looked dubiously at the creature, and then back along the way that it had come.  A settlement?  One with scavengers that size?  A nest would be more like it, if only because humans tended to try to chase away or kill scavengers before they reached that size.  Still, a scavenger that grew that big had to have an abundant food source of its own, and one that was easy to get to.<br/><br/>The thought that it might be a nest reminded Gwyntaan of another hazard.<em>He</em>could always escape a horde of land-based vermin by taking to the air.  Captain would be on the ground.  The dragon ducked his head to nudge at the complicated side-arm that the human carried, not wanting it to be forgotten.