Hi guys! I don't really wanna waste any time ranting, so here is chapter number 3. I don't own WOF, which you guys already knew, so yeah. Enjoy!

Kauwari was a little stunned at the sheer size of the mountain in which the school was built. A huge cavern, which was open to the air at the front, served as the lobby. The ceiling soared above him, bundles of creamy white, glowing globes illuminating the space. And then there were the dragons.

So. Many. Dragons.

"Just ignore them," Jasmine said as she muscled past a Skywing. It's a little difficult to do that when they're all staring, you know, Kauwari thought. In truth, he hated the feeling. Everywhere he turned, dragonets stood with their jaws hanging open, looking at him like he just came back from the dead. It made his scales crawl.

"Who is that?"

"Is he even a dragon?"

"I've seen strange, but nothing like this."

He shuffled awkwardly away from another dragonet giving him 'the look'. "Can't you walk any faster?" Jasmine groaned. "I know, I know, I'm sorry you have to go through this. And no, I can't. You're just gonna have to tough it out."

Eventually, the commotion drowned out as they slipped down a hallway. "Ah, this is so much better." He mumbled, heaving a sigh. "So, who are these dragons you want me to meet?" "They're my clawmates," Jasmine replied cheerfully. "They're in my winglet with me." He tilted his head. "What's a winglet?" "It's like a study group. Here, we have classes daily, and they are all the dragons I study and live with. It's supposed to help integrate the tribes, and teach future generations how to work with each other. At least, that's the way the Dragonets of Destiny wanted it to be." "What do you mean?" "Well, see, things weren't always so smooth." She rolled her eyes, turning right and continuing down another tunnel. "Hell, the first year, there was a bombing by one of the students which ended with two dragons dying. Seemed at that moment that the school was doomed. But as you can see, thankfully, that didn't happen."

Wow, really? A bombing? But these dragons don't look like they would be capable of killing anyone.

Maybe they aren't as nice as I thought, Kauwari mused.

"Ah, here we are. Kauwari, I'd like you to meet my clawmates."

The cave was fairly large, with a small window on the opposite side. Inside, a small group of dragons sat painting, drawing, reading, or just generally meddling in their own business.

Just as Kauwari expected, they all immediately stopped and stared, mouths wide open.

A voice came echoing out of one of the halls connected to the room. "Oh, Jasmine, you're back! When I heard you went to see that crazy dragon that wrecked the library, I'd thought you'd lost your-" The dragon froze as she walked in. "Um, Jasmine, w-who's that?"

"The dragon who wrecked the library." She smirked, beckoning to Kauwari. "Everyone, this is Kauwari. Kauwari, this is the rest of my winglet. The blue dragon's name is Lagoon, the red one's Peregrine, the tan one's Clovis, the grayish-brown one's Shale, the purple one's Blackfang, and grumpy white one's Gale."

The blue one, Lagoon, paced over to him. "N-nice to me you." She extended her claws to him, albeit with much hesitation. "I-it's nice to meet you, too." A moment of silence followed. Suddenly, she shook her head, glowing patches all along her body flashing profusely. "I'm sorry if we seem unfriendly, it's just we don't usually see dragons like you… well, anywhere." Kauwari nodded. "It's ok. That's no big surprise; I'm not from here."

"Where are you from?" Shale asked. He was sitting on a rock ledge drawing something. "A place called Ontegal. It's across the ocean."

Another collective gasp. "You mean you flew all the way here?"

"Yup," Kauwari replied proudly. "It was easy, too." "Yeah, right." The purple dragon, Blackfang, snorted. "That's why you caused such a ruckus, huh? You were starving and delirious." "I was not!" "Yeah you were. You were hopped up like a dragon on Fire blossom." "Why you…" Kauwari growled in irritation. "I'm royalty, I'll have you know! I could mess a dragon like you up in a heartbeat."

"Oh, really?" Blackfang smiled; he seemed to be enjoying their argument. "Let's see it then!" "Alright, that's enough! You guys are supposed to get to know each other, not fight!" Blackfang scoffed, lashing his tail. "But we are getting to know each other!" He whined. "Ugh, Blackfang, not now. Why don't you just sit down, before I tell everyone your little secret." Blackfang stopped almost immediately, a reddish tint appearing on his cheeks. "F-fine, whatever." He walked back to his spot next to Shale and flopped down. "What smoke-breather," he mumbled. "Get wrecked, mate," Shale whispered, giggling. "Shut up."

"So, you said something about being royal, huh?" Peregrine cocked her head in curiosity. Oh, rats. I shouldn't have let THAT slip. Kauwari sighed. "W-well, yes. I'm a… a Prince, actually." "Really? Why didn't you tell us before?" He paused for several seconds. "Because… I wanted to make sure you guys weren't going to hold me for ransom."

"Ha!" Jasmine barked. "You? Nah, we wouldn't hold you for ransom." "Well, thanks then, I guess." She smirked. "No, a wimp like you would probably only get us a few cows." Immediately, all happiness melted from Kauwari's face, and he glared at her. Gee, thanks. "I'm just kidding. We have to have fun somehow, right?" She laughed.

"Which tribe are you from, then?" Kauwari's ears perked up. Ah, finally, a question he could actually care about. His tribe's history was his second favorite thing to discuss. "I'm a species of dragon known as a Chromawing. 'Chroma' means 'color' in our language, and it's like that because of how our wings look." He did an about-face, and spread his flower-like wings to display the vivid colors and patterns. "Ontegal is shaped kind of like a lop-sided star, and my home, Armea, is located is on the northern-most tip. It's really mountainous up there, so we live in all these fortresses carved into the cliff faces." He smiled proudly. "Oh, and we can also-" Wait, no, stop. Don't be stupid, you can't let them know what you can do! It might be your only ticket out of here! "Um, we can also, uh, hear really well! Because of the big ears." He wiggled his oversized black ears and smiled sheepishly. Please buy it, please buy it, please buy it! They exchanged looks of confusion at the statement, but seemed to shrug it off. "But you said Armea was overrun, didn't you?" "Yeah, it was. They was a rebellion organized by a group called the Golden Dawn. Their mission, as crazy as it sounds, is to re-conquer all of the land previously ruled by our ancestors. And it wasn't just my home kingdom either. All the other kingdoms in Ontegal experienced similar rebellions."

"So, you were forced to leave in order to escape?" He nodded. "It's not just to escape, though, I'm also supposed to deliver a warning." Lagoon looked worried. "A warning about what?" Kauwari's expression turned grim.

"I believe the Golden Dawn may be coming here, too ."