Rala frowned, but relaxed slightly when the golden male voiced his intentions. 
  Part of her wanted to protest and say the meal was for the other dragon and his child, but the sound of wings snapping open drew her attention. 

Golden eyes shooting to her side she saw that the second male had backed off, and was seemingly preparing for flight. 
  He was leaving? 

 Suddenly, and without explanation Rala was worrying for them......mostly for the hatchling that rode so closely to its father's back. It was a harsh world out there.....more so now that the two leggeds were heightening their efforts of hunting them down. Dragons were becoming viscious in protecting what was theirs. 

  Without much thought Rala called to the grey male, voice light but still tinged with confusion and caution over the situation, "Wait....." 

She didn't know why.......but she wanted to help. Her mother had always said she was overly generous.....truth be told it was a trait she was working on.....