Caudros, Mother Drakehound

At the kings command a collosal furred form rose from the underbrush with a huff.

Caudros, the Royal Drakehound, dwarfed the minor warmachina the tribesmen had pulled from ancient slumber. Fully grown, her head brushed the lowerst braches of the ironwood trees. Her pace was unhurried, but only a few strides carried her to stand behind the king. He gestured to the chieftan in front of him and she leaned down. Spears were leveled by all the tribespeople, but none dared intercede, and Caudros simply continued on with her task as the Chieftan stood frozen.

Caudros sniffed, shook herself out along her length, and turned back to the forest. She trommped into the underbrush as the King turned back to the Chief.

"That's a good sign." He stated, nodding sagely.

"A... a good sign for what?" the Chief asked, unable to keep his voice from hitching as he did.

"It's best to just let her show you, she's quite proud, you know." The Chief just made a choking sound in response.

A moment later , Caudros plodded back through the woods, paws crushing logs like a man snaps twigs as he walks, but now she held something firmly in her jaws. Another furred form became clearer as she appoached, and when she was at the kings side again her head descended once more. Into the shocked arms of the Chief, she deposited Draekhound pup into his arms.

"You better take good care of her." The king stated, his tone far from joking, but still smiling. Caudros just stared down at the man, expectance in her eyes. "I'm not the only one watching you now.

— The Threemetal Cycle, a 4th era play

A Drakehound found and raised by King Gowyr. She was said to be so colossal that Gowyr himself could ride her as he would a horse, but he refrained, preferring the destier breeds in the royal stables.

The progenitor of the "royal" Drakehound breed.

Caudros is said to have slain the drake Orsoir, the Tempered, and dragged the scaled creature back to Camlann as a prize for her master.