Kitten looked abit disgruntled at being pulled to the side, but kept the same attitude, simply grumbling it off.<br/>"Feh.  Oh, sure, why not.  I'll stay.  I have<span style="font-style: italic">nothing</span>better to do with my time than just sit around some palace, waiting for this guy to bring back livestock."<br/><br/>Internally, Kitten sighed.  How the hell was he going to get out of this one...?  He knew it would be unacceptable to Sherra if he were to die like this- and unfortunately, she would probably risk everything to come looking for him.<br/><br/>"Hey," he called out to Dreamer, frowning. "Tell my father not to come looking for me, kay?  He'll be at the house you grabbed me up from..."<br/>He hoped Dreamer had caught the hint- he was reffering to Sherra, obviously, not any father.<br/><br/>------------------------------------<br/><br/>Marice ranafter the First Sergeant, curiously.  Jenten blinked at his orders, and listened intently to those around the dragon.<br/>"Well, that is quite ....unique.  Apparently, anyone that dragon eats is healed.  I overheard something about scales on a wound earlier from that area, but paid it no heed...Hmn.  Makes ya wonder how the dragon gets its nutrition if everything it eats gets healed..."  He scratches his head abit.  "Oh!! Emiko!!  Think it would work on her hand?"<br/><br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>"Believe in what he's doing? No....."  Karogen gave a smirk, an unseen glint that housed a shadow of his former self inside.  "Believe he's gonna win?  Without a single doubt."<br/><br/>Karogen turned his head to where he heard the sounds from.  "Gaurds sound busy out there..."<br/><br/>----------------------------------<br/><br/>Sherra fell silent, not sure what to tell the girl, and patted her head.  Suddenly, a feeling hit her.  Something wasn't right.  "Kitten..."