Balerion

The Black Terror moved slowly through a ravine on Dragon Mountain, its tail swishing as it licked the bloody maw of its last meal.

The charcoal dragon camouflaged itself well in the shadows; however, the sound of its enormous mass as it moved seemed to make it difficult to hide.

Suddenly sensing the scent of an approaching dragon, Balerion let out a low hiss, curling his snout in a snarl as he looked around.

Balerion then spotted the other dragon, stealthily making its way towards him from its position in front of him.