"We have time to prepare" Celestia said and looked away. The young ones hadn't been newly hatched, and she had no one to father them right then. Of course every decision made changed the future with an unfixed event like that. Some events were able to be changed, other set to happen despite what they knew or chose, this was one of the former
		
		
	 
"hmmm," Moon said then Darkstalker nodded "one of us will have another vision, which could be of a different path, and of course sense you saw Scar in it, it must mean he's still alive and could attack at any given moment..." he said, his eyes fixed on Moon. 
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MEANWHILE in the sand kingdom somewhere in a large tent.
 
Scar felt the hot sand between his talons and clawed at it in impatience. the huge tent was swarming with pail sand colored dragons. the sandwings brushed their venomous tails against the dirt and carried on tons of useless conversations,  well to Scar. Scar waked up to a large rock placed inside the tent. his frost-bitten tail stung, and new scars were embedded on his shoulders, tares in his wings cast eery shadows on the sand. he painfully limped up to the rock, and roared for silence. his army immediately quieted. "now," he bellowed over the wind wiping the tent. "now, you all know how we were DEFEATED..." he spit the word out like it was poisonous. "we were Defeated in the battle with two IceWings and Two NIGHTWINGS!" he roared, his speach was met with a revengeful uproar. "I KNOW!... yes it was bad, but now, ha! were not completely beaten!"
"yeah!"
"yup"
"go us!"
shouted the crowd, Scar silenced them with a swish of his tail. "so, we WILL go back, this time, Oh this time we WILL capture ALL the NIGHTWINGS!"