Looking back to the man Borial seemed to puff out his skeletal chest, and weakly raising his long neck higher and stared at him with his ruby gaze. â€œI am Borial the Black, and I am Brave!â€ his vocal tubes vibrated along with the echoes in the cave. Looking to the horizon he turned away and flicked his long tail as he retreated into the cave towards the egg shelf where he had hatched. â€œI will no see this place you speak of howeverâ€¦I am weak and dying. My parents had left for food,â€ he sighed and curled up upon the shelf.<br/><br/>Borial felt as though he had no chance in seeing the place the man had spoke of, let alone see the outside world. He blinked as he watched the man from the shadows, his being nearly invisible save for his ruby eyes that watched the man. â€œIf theâ€¦Sheriff? Is still looking for you my friend, then you may share my home. I have no intentions of harming you.â€ Dragons were already hated, and he would feel like he disgraced the dragon race further if he harmed the man. Borial smiled,( although it wasnâ€™t much, just a slight curve to the corners of his mouth), as he fell asleep, dreaming of what it was like upon the top side, and he dreamed of the lands that lay beyond the horizon, and he dreamed that he was the great and powerful dragon that united all of the races as one.