Aww... It’s a cute baby dragon. Unlike the other hatchlings, this one hatched with wings.

Young dragons are relatively defenseless. They are born with relatively soft scales, which are shed and replaced with harder ones as the hatchling matures. Once a hatchling’s wings grow in, it typically marks the beginning of maturation. At this point they are often capable of hunting on their own and are usually left alone by their mother.

This hatchling is the Borgwings. The Borgwings are a collective of different dragon species, organized and controlled by the entirety of the collective, the Cavemind. As such, this hatchling does not have a name. Names are useless for a part of a collective; they are the Borgwings.

The Borgwings inhabit the Delta Quadrant Caves, but they also explore other caves in pursuit of their enterprise. The Borgwings strive to assimilate any individual into their collective to achieve a state of perfection. This hatchling and other Borgwings travel through foreign caves in search for unknown life forms. Their latest encounter was a carriage manned by Guardian Dragons in the vicinity of Deep Cave Nine. The Borgwings sent their standard telepathic message: "We are the Borgwings. Lower your shields and surrender your carriage. We will add your biological and magical distinctiveness to our own. Resistance is futile." In Borgwing terminology, this equals "Live long and prosper—afterwards!"