[color=f26522]"Right, fresh food.  For the dragons?"[/color]  His voice was strained, the day was getting to him.  After a moment, he put his sword back in his scabbard.  

[color=f26522][i]You're going to need to go with them.  But stay close to Demund,[/i][/color] he sent an image of the smith's son, so she would know which one he meant, [color=f26522][i]And keep an eye on that girl.  I don't trust her, but we don't have a choice.  Neither does she, come to that.[/i][/color]

[color=f26522]"Lead on Gale, we really need to move."[/color]  Despite needing Gale's direction, he was already making his way for the stairs.  He gave a last look back to the remaining eggs, and then to Ashwing.  The others would take care of them, he knew.  It would be fine.