[ Smaug is subtle in how he rouses himself awake for all his ferocious size. That he is up and alert is only hinted by the sound of his rumbling snores petering off into an eerie silence. It is a gravely quiet few moments until his great head lifts up almost into the branches

One luminescent amber eye roves the glade for any physical sign of intrusion. ]

I do not smell you but I hear your frightened little heart and feel your breath. Well? If you have come to play thief you will only find disappointment.