Jason didn't know that,he assumed them busy downstairs and assumed Grimalkin still in his disappearing act. He soon got the two things out and pulled his head back but it had been his horns holding him there hooked in the drawer without his wings flapping so he sorta ... dropped to the floor.And again he swore a few times in dragonic,an action that wasn't something he'd normally say.

Grim was sticking his paw in a glass of milk and then licking it off his paw

(Um...Grim?)


Soon he had been able to bandage it up and used his dragon half of his soul to make it so that it would shift size and stay firmly bound correctly on his leg with his shifts. He then flapped up and closed the drawer,though it took a minute,then he sorta...hobbled out the bedroom door,dragon leg not used to ever having a splint. He never let anything like that be put on him,but the bone was cracked and he wasn't going to let it get worse.

(Grimalkin)

Grimalkin looked up from a table laden with food. Eggs, pancakes, bacon, biscuits, fruit, and oatmeal covered every surface of the tabletop, along with whole pitchers of milk and orange juice. Grim, sitting on the corner, blinked at Jason once, then went back to dunking his paw in a glass of milk and licking it off.

(Grimalking,um...what are you doing? Dunking..your paw...? *Has a cat and her cat doesn't do that.*)

Jason found that a little odd but didn't say anything,rather his purple dragon eyes looked around for Ash or Puck,hoping for Puck mostly,as he dragged his left hind leg along.

(Grim: Human, don't judge or you shall be banished)

He noticed. "Goodfellow has not returned, though I am sure he will sometime in the future, probably with the ire of all the local fey on his heels."

Me:I ain't judgin'...just curious. *Pokes Grimalkins tail.Because she adores it.*)

He sighed,little dragon ears drooping a little but he nodded. "Okay." He then pushed his body into flying at least 2 feet above the air and flew over carefully to the table. He was,as usual,more interested in the fruit than anything despite his deadly sharp teeth and odd blood lust recently the other day.

Grim: *tail twitches*)

Grimalkin eyed the glass of milk perched on the corner and tapped it experimentally. "By the way," he continued, "your Winter prince wishes you to meet him in the clearing beyond the stream after you have eaten. He implied that it was important."

(Me:* 0o0 * *Adores tail all de more.Loves cats**Goes and gets own cat* Look! Cali could be your cousin!
Cali: Mew?)

Jason hovered at the edge of the table and looked at Grimalking. "Um,okay." He would have said Ash wasn't his winter prince,but said nothing. He also wondered why Grimalking had called him a winter prince still. He carefully picked a piece of fruit and sat on the ground carefully,then began using his sharp teeth to eat it in his talons,not making a mess shockingly.Though he thought that Grimalking soon would just ignore him so he didn't give a ShockTail scale if he seemed odd,a dragon eating fruit.

Grim: *Doesn't pay any attention to the other cat*)

Grimalkin deliberately knocked over the glass of milk and watched it drip to the floor in satisfaction.