Meleys rested in her nest, her massive scarlet form blending with the shadows. The she-dragon's pink wing membranes twitched slightly as she sensed something new. A faint, tantalizing scent wafted through the air, piquing her curiosity. Slowly, she lifted her head, her bright copper crest catching the light as her nostrils flared.

With silent, measured steps, Meleys began to move, her body undulating gracefully as she stalked forward. Her eyes narrowed, locking onto the source of the intriguing aroma. She slipped through the shadows, her powerful muscles coiled and ready, as she crept closer and closer. The scent grew stronger, and Meleys' anticipation heightened. She was close now, mere moments away from unveiling the source of the enticing smell.