As the darkness receded like a tide, Galos' first feeling was the oppressive proximity of the rock wall.
This cave, once spacious enough for him to turn over, now felt incredibly cramped and stifling to stretch his wing membranes.
The last Dragon Sleep of his juvenile phase brought a tremendous increase in size.
"How long have I slept this time? It seems I've grown a lot."
The Red Iron Dragon pushed the ground with his sharp claws, slowly rising, feeling his back spines almost touching the cave ceiling.
Long-lived species generally have a dull perception of time; he was unsure how long he had slept.
But from the changes in his body, it was certain he had surpassed the normal limits of juvenile Dragon Sleep, roughly sleeping through to his teenage phase over the age of 25.
"So hungry."
A burning hunger arose in Galos' stomach.
During his deep sleep, he had eaten an enormous amount of food that completely filled his belly.
