(Sure,you wanna or should I?)

(Whatever's fine!)

(Jason probably would get restless after a while of faded sleep in his head.)

Jason roused after a while,stretching his wings a bit and almost falling as his tail almost let go of the branch.

Both Ash and Puck were already up, not speaking to each other

Jason noticed the silence between the two and sighed softly,slinking off his sleeping spot carefully and rolled his shoulders as he retracted his dragon parts as softly as he could without it being as loud as usual,it pained him but he didn't much care.

They noticed he was awake and they set off again, following the cait sith into the endless tangle of the wyldwood. Grimalkin slipped through the trees like mist flowing over the ground, gray and nearly invisible in the colorless landscape around him. He moved swiftly and silently, not looking back, and it took all of Ash's hunter's skills to keep up with him, to not lose him in the tangled undergrowth. Ash suspected he was testing them, or perhaps playing some annoying feline game, subtly trying to lose them without completely going invisible. Ash kept pace with the elusive cait sith and didn't lose him once as they ventured deeper into the wyldwood.

The light had finally decided to make an appearance when, without warning, Grimalkin stopped. Leaping onto an overhanging branch, he stood motionless for a moment, ears pricked to the wind and whiskers trembling. Around them, huge gnarled trees blocked out the sky, gray trunks and branches seeming to hem them in, like an enormous net or cage. Ash realized he didn't recognize this part of the wyldwood, though that wasn't unusual. The wyldwood was huge, eternal and constantly changing. There were many places neither of them had ever seen, never set foot in, even with the long years of hunting beneath its canopy.

"Hey, we're stopping," Puck said, coming up behind Ash. Peering over his shoulder, he snorted under his breath. "What's the matter, cat? Did you finally get lost?"

"Be quiet, Goodfellow." Grimalkin flattened his ears but didn't look back. "Something is out there," he stated, twitching his tail. "The trees are angry. Something does not belong." His eyes narrowed, and he crouched to leap off the branch.

Right before he vanished.

(Poof.Bye bye kitty.
*Little sister* NUUUUUUUUU!!!)

Jason wasn't to far behind the two fey boys when he saw Grim vanish and he just about yelped in shock,not a scream thankfully,but he didn't make one sound. His freckles turned neon green and he looked around for Grim,confused and scared. His hazel eyes wide and all traces of golden flecks gone,he opened his mouth to take in the scents and see if he could catch a scent of something,wondering what Grim had spoken of that had been out there and hadn't belonged.

(xD)

"Wouldn't be any fun if we didn't run into some sort of catastrophe." Pulling his dagger, he waved Ash on. "After you, your highness."

Ash proceeded cautiously through the trees, scanning the undergrowth for anything suspicious. At his silent gesture, Puck stepped away and slid into the trees to the right of him. If something was lying in ambush, it would be better if they weren't together when it pounced.

It wasn't long before they started seeing evidence that something was decidedly out of place here. Plants were brown and dying, trees had spots where they had been burned, and the air began to smell of rust and copper, tickling the fey's throats and making them want to gag. Ash was suddenly reminded of his dream, the nightmare world of the Iron fey, and gripped his sword hilt even tighter.

Jason pulled his hood over his head tightly and used his scales and grit his teeth as he let the camouflage run to the fabric as well,perfectly but difficulty matching the undergrowth he carefully wove through,not with the other two but not to far. He stopped and snapped his jaw shut tight as he smelled the horrid stench,it stung the roof of his mouth and back of his throat.

"You think there's an Iron faery here?" Puck muttered, poking a burned, dead leaf with the point of his knife. It disintegrated at his touch.


"If there is," he muttered, "it won't be here much longer.

Puck shot Ash a glance, looking faintly unsure. "I don't know, ice-boy. Maybe we should just go back."