He nodded once in affirmation, squeezing Yuuri's fingers. Domovoi was clearly still mistrustful of Himari, but he apparently had no problem with Yuuri, and to Viktor's surprise, leaned forward to nibble gently on his finger in what felt to Viktor like an affectionate greeting. At least, that was his impression. His understanding of griffin body language was limited to what he could read of Domovoi's thoughts, but it seemed as though he understood that Yuuri was important, and wouldn't antagonize him unnecessarily. He was also respectful, which apparently went a long way towards earning Dom's favor.
"Good," he said, confirming that they were indeed all on the same page. He looked around for Makkachin, to call her to heel, and paused, realizing she wasn't anywhere nearby. "Where's Makka?"
(Dom's immediate impression when Viktor thought of Makka was still 'dinner-food,' which would have irritated him more if his sudden worry for Makka hadn't taken precedence).
"Makkachin!" he called, louder, releasing Yuuri's fingers to cup his hands around his mouth. His voice echoed over the empty landscape, until it reached the valley's dark boundaries, which seemed to swallow the sound rather than rebounding it. He caught a flash of movement to his left side and turned his head, taking a few steps in that direction. This moved them closer to the shadow border, which had Dom tightening his claws into Viktor's shoulder, but Viktor ignored it. "Makka!" he called again, and suddenly he was running all over again, towards the movement. I have to find her, I can't just leave her out here.