You whip your head around and automatically tense up. Your legs go into a the battle stance that they are so familiar with and you tuck the egg inside your clothing. Nothing is there. The air is calm and not even a breeze is blowing. You don't trust it. Backing away slowly, you keep your eyes rivited on the spot that you thought the noises had come from. It felt as if you were being watched.
Suddenly, you tripped backwards over a stone on the ground and went sprawling on your back, flinging your arm over the egg to protect it. This was in vain. The egg rolled out of your tunic and fell to the ground.
"NO!!!" you shrieked, diving for it. Much to your surprise, the egg was totally intact. There wasn't a scratch on it. Wow, you thought, dragon's egg shells are tough. Picking it up and tucking it back into it's make-shift nest in your clothing. You carried on. Because of the scare of dropping the egg on the ground, you'd totally forgotten about the noises that had caused you to drop it in the first place. Suddenly...
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