*After learning about his grandson Calcifer being taken hostage and used as a shield from Ammy, Aurthur had flown off in a rage. He had went home of course, where the Shimmerscale family was gathering for what they had thought was a family feast. Plans changed quickly.

The moment he got home, he called all those present to gather outside, and relayed the outrage of one of their kin being taken. He organized search parties, sending out mated pairs, mostly even going so far as to enlist his mother, someone he NEVER spoke to. Strolling too and fro, barking orders like a command captain, his deadly spines were fully unsheathed, and his hackles had risen as high as they could go. Grandpa was pissed.*