A Roar. One to the north. An instant later another; answered with a harsh, sibilant cry. A third, then a forth. You hear the forest creak as they approach. The birds spread, the elk run. All from predators that can do both with deadly efficiency. On the horizon, on the rise, their scales glean with their shadows casting upon you. A rare and remarkable pack of the apex working together for a common goal. Something pissed them off enough to ignore their differences and move as one. Better learn Draconic really fast or die. – Requested by potion802@gmail.com (Alias: Potion802)