Tiberius
It was all Tiberius could do to keep a grin on his face. Each little repetitive "I" that Chaz made in his nervous chatter made the Arlyne's grin clench all the harder, to the point where it was debatable whether he'd get his teeth stuck together. Tiberius was tired of being walked, tired of being parched, and tired of being nervous. Blossom hadn't ever told him where they were REALLY going, and now it seemed that even she didn't know. Hopefully it wasn't the very same place that this shaking Tenneth inferred that they would be roasted by some guards. Tiberius didn't even like his food roasted, never mind his fin.
Finally, Chaz started moving. Eager to please and more eager to move, Tiberius quickly agreed with the nervous wolf. "Sure sah! We are no good with this place, yeah! The faster you get us out of your fur the faster we can get our stuff done and then go get a drink! This place burns, yeah?" Tiberius exclaimed, his phrase being as much about venting as it was to prod their guide onward.
Tiberius glanced at Blossom with a mixed expression before following after Chaz, waiting for his friend to catch up so that they could walk side-by-side. He had zero intent of following Chaz to whatever end goal he had thought of. As soon as they could get their bearings proper with some sort of town, they could ditch him to go find what they had actually come for. Whatever that was. Hopefully it came with a big block of ice. To eat up or to sleep on, he didn't care which.