Sleeping Dragon the end of a bloodline

His smile widens as Heda explains her joy for him being here, and even more so when she invites him to walk. He eagerly accepts her invitation and as he drew alongside her, she was quick to get to the point of her visit. Differences she claimed there to be, which was something the older male was well prepared for. Drageda was not the home in which he grew up in so surely there would be a few changes, he expected nothing less.

But just how drastic those differences were was something the muddied gray male would never be able to dream up. So with his mind clear and his ears open, he left it to his commander to explain these new changes. He wouldn't speak until she was finished and only after he absorbed every last drop of information would he voice his opinion. There was a time to listen and a time to speak, and at the moment he was all ears.