Olixeus Draeven
The tunnel howled with the cold air brushing from Ursa. Difficult for the fresh hatching to walk. Each side around him rose with ice and packed snow. Gray claws dug into the ice as he pressed forward in the tunnel. A huff from the baby beast, wings pulled into his side. The soft translucent of his wings tucked safety at his side. The debris from the egg all had dried from the cool air.
He paused. Olixeus' upper arm extended alongside the walls of the cold stones against the side of the tunnel. Stomach rumbled, slit eyes brightened. The cold bit onto him, he shook his head in disagreement pressing his claws against the cold. Seemingly going away from it. The grey and green dragon crept forward, his tail dragging against the ground.
A sound echoed in the tunnel. Like rocks tossed. Scrambled. Olixeus lowered his stance, all shoulders tightened. His tongue flicked out of his scaled jaws. A hunt? A threat? Whatever it was.. he was ready to prepare what might come.
"Speech looks like this." @Carcass