*Axureon*
As I stepped into the dragon sanctuary, the air hung heavy with tension. A palpable weight settled upon my shoulders. The dragons, far more aware of Pyroth's capabilities than the wolves, understood the gravity of his appearance and the implications it held for our kind.
Wasting no time, I gathered the clan leaders and Keelana, their faces etched with concern as they followed me to the Great Hall. Keelana's expression tightened when I requested her presence, a flicker of understanding in her eyes.
She knew that an invitation to a meeting of the clans could only mean one thing, but she steeled herself and accompanied me in silence.
As I stood before the assembled dragons, their faces awash with worry and fear, the burden of my words weighed heavily on my soul.
