The dragon maintained his defensive posture throughout the introductions, watching the four warily. He'd consider the question for a few moments, before nodding, slowly. "You may. But any hostilities<em>will</em>be met with overwhelming force. I apologize, but our family was recently attacked, and one of my children is... still recovering from his injuries."<br/><br/>He'd step to the side, and usher them into the cave, pointedly staying behind them - Devaguea would likely note he deliberately kept them all within his breath's range, as he followed behind, giving directions on how to avoid the traps they'd set, and speaking passwords to bypass the wards that couldn't be avoided.<br/><br/>Eventually, they'd reach a central cave, where two more dragons were visible - no, three. Two were of roughly equal size to him, both female; one was slightly larger, and would move into a defensive posture as well, curling around the third one. The second female was smaller, but still quite big - likely their child, if he had to guess. The last was... almost as small as he had been, though he didn't<em>look</em>like a juvenile, despite his size. Devaguea would likely feel some kind of kinship with the male, as it seemed like they had both had the same stunted growth problem, although this one clearly resembled his parents.