You know that running away is sometimes considered cowardly, but this time, it's the braver way out. After all, it's cowardly to join a war you don't believe in - it's much more courageous to quit the battlefield.
So, you run away. Hiding in the forest with the foliage covering you completely, you're confident that you cannot be seen or heard. You cannot see or hear anything, either, so you don't know what is happening around you. Holding your breath, you wait.
Suddenly, you feel something nuzzling you from behind, something soft. You turn around and standing behind you is a dragon, newly hatched! It's Orange coloring remind you of the shell that you stepped over once you arrived. 'This must be the hatchling from that egg...'