He did so without arguing. "What's going on?"

"Someone's watching us..." He looked as his body and tried to match the colors best he could to that around him. He could only be seen if one took a few seconds to really look in his direction, but it would work for now. He watched, wing shielding Ash from view.

From a few shrubs near by, a few strange heavy set dragons sat up. Three, looking like they where made out of stone. Their bodies ground as they moved, standing and sniffing the air.

One was taller than the other short ones, body made of black coal and lava boiling and weaving through his whole body. Especially his eyes. "Bring the flesh back to the den." He told the other two.

One looked like black and orange flecked granite, and the other looked similar to slate. Both nodded, and seemed to walk off, but really they where circling the duo.

It was a little hard to see from where Ash sat

Pam growled low in his throat, lowering his head down under the wing Ash was under. "I want you to run, don't look ba'ck and keep going. I'll find' ya' in a near by ravine." He said softly, pointing behind toward where the ground slid down into a dark ravine.

"You expect me to just leave you?"

"..." He shrugged very faintly.

"No."

"These dragons are Rockmockers, they're agressive but speak passively. You shouldn't be he-" Before he could finish one of the dragons, the slate one, jumped onto Pams' back.

Pam roared, wings flaring as he jumped to as stand.

The creature was thrown off for a moment, shocked.

Ash stood quickly, sword drawn now

The sword wouldn't do much for him. And the other granite dragon burst into view on Ash's side. He hit the ground, causing it to shake a bit.

Pam wobbled a little, enough for Slate to tackled him.