Ash still hadn't let go of Jason's wrists. Ash's face was inches from his, his eyes searingly bright in the shadows of the room. Ash's expression was blank; nothing showed on his face or in his eyes, but his body had gone very still. His fingers came up and gently brushed a tear from his cheek. Maybe this was where he would kill her...

And then footsteps could be heard and Ash moved away, dropping his hands. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as Puck entered, Grim loping lazily behind him.

Jason's eyes where wide as his face came so close to his snout,and pink rippled in his frills briefly as Ash brushed away a tear. But as soon as he let him go he let his dragon body drop back and moved back out of the way in a position as if he'd not been anywhere near Ash. He smothered the pink of his frills and put his tail over his back talons neatly as he sat on his hunches.
'What just happened...?...n-nothing,that's what. I'm his prisoner,of course he'd stop me.' He had an inner battle with himself,his mind taken off of his siblings for a while.

Puck shot Ash a suspicious glare before seeing Jason; a sheepish grin crossed his lips. "Er, how're you feeling?" he asked, lacing both hands behind his head.
Grim flicked his tail. "We should probably get going."
Ash nodded. "I agree," he said, coming away from the wall, stretching like a panther. "We've wasted enough time here. I assume the cait sith knows the way to this oracle?"
Grimalkin yawned, showing off fangs and a bright pink tongue. "Obviously."

Jason used the back of a small talon to clear away the solidifying silver on his snout,shaking his talon a bit to get rid of the glittering stuff. "I'm fine." He muttered as soft as a breeze,his tail still was shivering tho.

"That's good," Puck said, basically totally ignoring Grim and Ash

"How far is it?" Ash asked Grim.
The cat looked from Jason to Ash and purred knowingly. "The oracle lives in the human world," he said, "in a large city that sits below sea level. Every year, people dress in costume and throw an enormous fiasco. They dance and eat and toss beads at others for removing their clothing." The place he was speaking of was New Orleans

Jason looked slighlty sick as he understood where Grim spoke of. "Please tell me that we wont' see any of that...removing cloths stuff..." Despite having dragon forms where he didn't need clothing,he still didn't like the thought of nothing on someone who wasn't in a position where it didn't matter. Besides,dragons had scales.

Ash couldn't stop his lips from quirking up. He was tempted to ask if Jason would mind if he started taking his clothes off.
"I am sure the prince knows a path to the city," Grim offered.
"Oh, sure he does," Puck finally broke in. "Or a path right into the center of the Unseelie Court. Not that I'd mind crashing Mab's party, but I'd like for it to be on my own terms." He stood by Jason

Jason looked up at puck with purple eyes that glittered tho he didn't mean for them to in the lighting. He then glanced to Ash and felt his heart skip a beat in his rib cage at Ash's faint smile. 'Oh gosh....what is he smiling about? Wait,why the heck to I care?! I-I don't , that's why.' He,again,fought with himself as he tried to drown out the rose pink from his scales with yellow,but it only made it more vibrant and not to mention it actually looked very nice against his white scales.

"Fine, princeling," he demanded, "where can we find this trod to New Orleans?"
"The frost ruins," Ash replied, looking thoughtful. "Very close to Mab's court." At Puck's glare, he shrugged and offered a tiny, rueful smirk. "She goes to Mardi Gras every year."

Jason stayed silent as he kept trying multiple colors,sadly they all turned out neon,to drown out the pink. He tried unsuccessfully. He looked up at the two with purple eyes that darted from one to the other at their responses. His head shook slightly and it seemed to trigger silver ruins that ran through his night black horns that pointing up elegantly.