You flick the end of your tail, spraying gold coins across the cave floor. You're currently resting on a modest pile of coins and other treasure you've collected in your den, which you managed to find and hollow out around twenty-five years ago. It's not much, but it's home. You adjust your body, trying to find a more comfortable position to sleep when suddenly a noise echoes down from the mouth of the cave. You freeze. Listening intently, you hear the noise grow louder and louder until it's gl...