Sleeping Dragon identity

they were beasts and they eat the flesh of beasts.
indra hesitated until she did not. "eat slow. yer stomach needs t'get adjusted."
he smacked his lips and set down nearby, eyelids closing. "was holed up in a canyon once, when i was quite a bit younger an' dumber'n a shitgoose."
the man lay his head back against the bloodstained spread of stone. "jest about starved. was six days before the coyotes come t'find me there. then it came down to eat or be eaten."
colt opened his eyes and stared at indra with a dark grin lighting his mouth. "so i ate."