When she felt her stiffen even more then before, he felt his anger rise. It was not at her, but more of the fact that she was doing it. That something had happened to make her feel this way. He looked at her wide black eyes, and saw in there that she was trying to tell him something, but it was not what she was saying. He was only evading him, and his question. His blood raced, his mind thinking of all the things that a normal male dragon would do to his mate for her treating him so. But he looked at her, her feathers standing on end, and he knew that she was not just afraid for herself, but for her young. This, a fact that should have made him think highly of her as a mate, only made him growl again. He was not happy that she would think he would hurt his young, not after what happened.<br/><br/>He reached for her side, pulling her from her back, to her side, pulling her close to his body. His growling rubbing there continuously. He then let her have some room, and looked in her eyes.<br/><br/>"What you are not telling me, is something huge. I don't like secrets, out with it my mate."<br/><br/>His eyes hard, but his voice was toned down, as if he was trying to ask, but a demand came out instead.