You sit in the quiet darkness of your cave, the only sounds the soft crackling of the fire and the steady beat of your heart. Your claws gently rest on the smooth, cool surface of the egg nestled in your nest, your protective instincts roaring stronger than ever. The weight of it is a promise, a future, and you will do anything to keep it safe. The air shifts around you, and your senses flare to life. The unmistakable scent of another dragon fills your nostrils, rich and powerful. Your gaze sharpens, and you rise, instinctively stepping between the egg and the entrance. He steps into the cave, his golden eyes locking with yours, a silent tension hanging in the air.