Starflight was lecturing Sunny and Clay about the dragon tribes, sunny looked slightly interested, but was about to fall asleep of boringness, and Clay’s stomach kept growling, Tsunami was practing to be a queen, being bossy as usual, Glory was perched on a rock.

Clay: “I’m hungry! I want dinner, Cows, Cows, Cows!”

Sunny: “you’re always hungry, clay” Sunny giggles at Clay

Starflight: “Tsunami can we study already?”

Tsunami: “After dinner! I’ve told you this six times already.”

Glory: “Studying is boring anyway.”