The black dragon sat in the cave with 5 other dragons, looking at her intently in the warm glow of the firelight as rain poured outside.
"Jade Mountain Academy was always meant to be a school for peace," she began. "But it won't be anymore. The school will be the birth of hate between all tribes. Soon, Pyrrhia will only be a place of war. Please, Sunny, Tsunami, Starflight, Clay, I need your help. The school will burn down to nothing but a shell in a matter of months!"
"But how do you know? For all I know, this is a big lie to shut down our school!"
"What about the fooood?"
"But the school always was, and always will be a place for peace. It symbolizes the end of the war and the beginning of unity and hope! This is just impossible!"
"My scrolls…"
"I know, I know, but this is the only way! I swear! And why would I lie to shut down the school? I've literally gone to your school and was a student, saved Pantalan dragons, found a new tribe and saved them, and saved the school from the most dangerous dragon to ever live!"
"Darkstalker?"
The small dragon flinched.
"I don't want to think about that…"
A pale yellow dragon comforted her with his wing.
"Please, you need to listen! Shutting down this school is the only way to save it! I don't know why this needs to happen, but it just is!"
The yellow dragon spoke up.
"Please. Moon is right. This vision has been haunting her for weeks. I fully believe her and her visions. There is a darkness coming, even more powerful than Darkstalker."
The rain outside picked up and wind blew it right into the fire, extinguishing it with a loud ssshhhh, and the dragons were plunged into darkness.
"Qibli?"
"Yeah?"
"There is something else in this cave."
A black dragon stepped out of the shadows into the light of the waking dawn.
"Hello, Moon."
A scream echoed through the mountains.