Something which the wolverine and reptile completely missed until they were right on top of the castaway. "Well i hope this soon is sooner than the last soon you promised. Honestly it feels like we are walking in-"
The wolverine managed to pause in mid step before planting his foot paw in the poor rat's head. Instead he yelped and flailed his arms as he fell backward. Scrambling on all fours the large beast dashed behind Dylan.
Grabbing the lizard by the shoulder he poked his head around Dylan, "Dylan! Look! A…a...."
The lizard sighed before he promptly stepped forward, letting Drakki fall face first into the sand. "It's just a dead sea rat you big dibbun." He said with a gesture of his claws to the rat. "Probbibly got drunk and fell off of his boat. Or tossed here after the storm."
"Oh..." said the wolverine as he sat up on his haunces, scratching his ear with his hind paw. "What should we do with it."
The reptile prodded the beasts side with his sheathed blade. "Well, if we let the drift wood dry out we could start a fire and eat him. He's kind of scrawny but add some pepper and..."
Drakki stuck out his tongue, "Rat's give me indigestion. If I had an oven though we could make me mums famous rat pot pie." He paused to think for a moment, "Nah, too much work, plus it looks like the poor creature is still alive."
"I can fix that..." Dylan said as he began to draw his blade. Behind him the gulo gulo gasped. Grabbing the lizard's paw Drakki spun Dylan around and pleaded with him.
"But! But! But Dyyyylaaaan! You can't just kill a poor unarmed beast! Look at him, he is so pathetic and...and lost looking!"
The lizard snatched his paw away from the wolverine's grasp. "He is already half dead. Might as well put em out of his misery..."
"But we don't need to eat him! We got plenty of meats and sweets already in your pack!"
Dylan hesitated for a lont moment, not quite wanting to tell the large carniverous creature they were out of food. Drakki found this action to be a sign that he was getting through and so pressed the argument.
"Look at the poor thing. He is so helpless! He probbibly has a whole family waiting for him back home, a little rat wife and ten ratty dibbuns who will all cry and say, 'where is papa momy! He was supposed to tuck us in at night and tell us a story!' And she will be all, 'I'm sorry me wee poor, starving dibbun's but your papa wont be coming back. He was eaten by a greedy guts lizard in some distant land! And then the tax collectors will come and toss them out in the cold! And little billy..."
"Yes! The poor orphan rat with the crippled tail! Billy will catch a cold and and and die! And their mum will die of a broken heart and then, then eagles will swoop in and devour the rest of the dibbuns because they were tossed out into the cold cruel world!"
Dylan paused, arms crossed over his chest as he took in this argument. "You have issues Drakki...you know that, right?"
The wolverine puffed out his lip and gave the lizard wide puppy dog eyes that would have put any canine to shame. "Dylan, pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase?"
The lizard finally relented, casting his head back he said in a clearly annoyed voice, "Fffffffffine."
Turning towards the rat Dylan pulled out his water skin. Taking out the cap the lizard took a long swig of the water before pouring a few drops on the fallen creature. "Rise and shine critter."