Union cave/ Evening
A small deino walks silently, oblivious to the darkness of the cave around it. How long has it been?? The dragon thinks to itself, slowing to a stop. A long time I guess... he sniffs the air and listens closely. Not a sound could be heard in the dark cave. Trusting in his hearing and nose, the eyeless dragon moves to find a place to sit. Quietly, the dragon feels around with his nose, hoping to find a small, safe place to rest. Eventually, he finds something close to what he was looking for. A small space that was just big enough to fit into between a few large rocks. He sat and rested; satisfied that this space should mostly hide him from the roaming undead’s view.