Cadh perched on the cliff, haunches raised like a cat about to pounce. His long tail, tipped with a scorpion-like barb, flicks back and forth impatiently. Keen, pale blue eyes lock on a stag in the pine forest below. It'd been a while since the dragon had been able to hunt a decent meal. Once the herd have moved further away from the stag, Cadh's wings unfurl — ready to dive.

Falling rocks startle the deer, thus catching the dragon's attention — out of caution and irritation at his lost prey.