Sleeping Dragon didn't know me, you were drawn in

Imma assume Goliath can smell that she is from the pack, since he never met 'er

Goliath had been sleeping quite comfortably, that is, until he was woken up to the sound of some small critter running past. Craning his large, bushy neck to see what scurried past him, it took him some time to realize that it was a pup, and from the smell, one of the Drageda's own!

It was unusual for him to get visitors, so he guessed they must have come here either by accident or to see the geysers, and drunkenly shuffled up to stand, before beggining to walk towards the direction the kid's direction. Was the feeble child hoping to hunt in these fields? If so, Goliath had some bad news...

"Hey!" he barked, trying to call the attention of the pup towards him. "[font]What do here?"[/font]. In the time that Goliath had spent in this area, he began to feel as some sort of 'guardian of the geysers', and triumphantly titled himself, despite his 'Branwoda' rank.