Akira

My Random Progen.

An eye over your shoulder
The support for your weight
Silent words of enduring hope
A first of few and the last of many

Akira stares at you throughout your stay in the lair. It is difficult to tell if it is for malicious reasons, or simply for monitoring you.
Every time you look at him back he moves slight out from the corner of the lair and closer to you. It is a little unsettling, but he never seems to do more than that. His face never really shows much emotion.
You see a young hatchling behind his back, poking its head around his long, fluffy and somewhat scraggly tail.
He guides the hatchling back behind him before shifting his attention back at you. It's as if he doesn't want you near them. Perhaps he doesn't trust you enough yet.