The MirrorWings were restless. Reflect scurried about, trying to calm the unnerved tribe.
  "Oh, Glass! What am I to do?" she said to her friend, and the glassy-looking dragon sighed.
  "I'm not sure," she replied. The moonlight glanced off her scales, reflecting on each mirror-like piece.
  Reflect sighed. "But I can't seem to understand what's going on," she said. "Everybody is restless for seemingly no reason!" Glass fidgeted.
  "I cannot answer your questions now," she said wistfully, "for that is meant to be at another time." She opened her wings, and she was gone.
  Reflect sighed. Suddenly, a voice called through the crowd. "Hello? Who are you dragons?" A young dragoness that didn't seem to fit in any tribe ran forward. "Hello," she said. "My name is Clearsight."