Saphira smirked, gliding downward towards Ash. The kitsune could smell her but has never met a dragon. She landed quietly behind Ash, the sand making a sinking, squishy noise from the weight of her body. Her red eyes stared at the back of the kitsune's head, she could see the hair on his back standing up. Saphira wondered why he didn't listen to instinct though, she always did and had never failed her.