The Cannibal slowly moved through a gorge in the Dragonmont, his tail lashing around as he licked at his bloodied maw from his latest meal.

The coal-coloured dragon blended in well with the shadows, however, the sound of his large mass moving seemed to make it hard for him to be properly hidden.

At the sudden scent of an approaching dragon, The Cannibal let out a low hiss, his muzzle curling back into a snarl as he glanced around.

The Cannibal then spotted the other dragon, slinking its way towards him from its position infront of him.