King of The Dragons (Wings of Fire X Monster Hunter)

Part 1: Chapter 5 & 6

(3rd Pov Moonwatcher)

Moon hid in her cave for the rest of the day. She pretended to be asleep when her clawmates came back, even though Kinkajou hopefully rustled around and dropped several scrolls in an effort to wake her up. The RainWing's mind was buzzing with how much she wanted to talk about Winter and Qibli and the scavenger, which was exactly what Moon wanted to avoid.
Eventually kinkajou went off to find someone named Tamarin, Carnelian curled up on her ledge, and Moon fell asleep for real.

The nightmare came immediately this time. Ever since the comet six months ago, she'd had the same recurring dream, although the details sometimes changed.

A roaring avalanche crushed dragonets in its path. lightning split the sky as thunder rolled through the jagged peaks. Dragons screamed in terror and died all around her, their death spasms shuddering through her mind.
'That's Jade Mountain,' she realized for the first time, watching the earth shake and crack open, the fang-shaped peaks crumbling into a slide of deadly boulders. 'Jade Mountain is falling.'

High up in the sky, Moon noticed something new; a massive dragon much bigger than any she's seen, with four twisted horns and a body wreathed in shadows and raging crown of flames placed atop its head. The landscape was scorched beyond recognition, with fires still burning.

She couldn't move. She couldn't speak, couldn't call for help, couldn't warn the dying dragons. She could only stand and watch as pain pounded through her head and the world was destroyed right under her claws.
'This can't be real.
It's just a nightmare. it's just everything I worry about and everything Mother worries about and now probably everything all the dragons around me worry about, all rolled into my head and exploding.
Not a vision.
Not a prophecy.
Not the future.
Please, it can't be the future.'

A SandWing was on fire, screaming. Cracks appearing all along Jade Mountain, opening right under the talons of dragons and swallowing them into the ground. A dragon who looked like Kinkajou, but white with fear, shrieked as falling rocks crushed her tail.
'Wake up!' Moon screamed at herself.

"Talons and teeth, you poor little dragonet." A huge shape suddenly loomed beside her, as if another mountain had materialized out of the ground. She had a lightning-fast impression of silver and black, and then vast talons closed around her claws and she was suddenly yanked out of the nightmare into darkness.
Cool, still, peaceful darkness. Darkness with no voices in her head, nothing burning or collapsing, no noise or catastrophe or panicking. it was, in fact, the first silence she'd found since arriving at jade Mountain. She wanted to rest in it forever.

Moon took a deep breath, and then another, and gradually her heart slowed down.
This was still a dream, she knew. Someone - the other telepath - had lifted her out of the nightmare, but she was still asleep. he'd brought her mind somewhere quiet, and she guessed her was waiting nearby.

After a long, long while, there was a voice in the dark, softly. "You are a mess."
Moon hunched her wings forward and wrapped them around herself. She whispered, "I know."
"Someone should be punished for letting you get this way," the voice growled.
"No one knows I'm like this," she said, shaking her head. "Thank you. For . . . that, what you . . ."
"You should be able to do that yourself," he said. She thought it was a "he"; it was hard to tell sometimes from a dragon's internal voice. She could sense nothing else about the speaker; when he was silent, it was as though there was nothing there.

It was sort of creepy, a voice with nothing behind it. She couldn't sense any emotions or thoughts. There was just emptiness, as blank as the dark walls around her. Was this how ordinary dragons felt every day? That everyone else was just a face and noise on a completely opaque backdrop? And all you could know about someone was what they chose to show and tell you?