He had been seen! And ever so by a very keen eye. Galderon was intrigued by his eye, though realizing soon enough that the sun was glistening his scales on his wings. Knowing that he has been spotted, he calmly walks out of the brush, and onto the open plains. As soon as he was out, his wings spring open, revealing 2 shiny wings, a single star when put together. He did look impressive as he continues walking forward with a deep grunt.

"Fear not young one..." he answers with a deep gruff voice, "I mean no harm to you or your youngling."