Black Dragons are warriors. They are strong and capable in battles of force, but also ample magic users, capable of devastating opponents with their spells. Their bright eyes give them excellent night vision, which is why they generally hunt during the night.
The shadows grew around the raven-hued dragon, washing over it like the tide. Between the waves of darkness, you see scarred scales of jet and obsidian, and powerful wings. The moon overhead casts a ghastly glow on the only revealed part of the dragon: its head. Emerald eyes, devoid of pupils, gaze through you.
"As hunter," the dragon growled telepathically, "I should have jumped you by now. As prey, you should have ran by now. Humans are peculiar beasts..."
The dragon steps out of the shadows, and twists its maw into a grin. "Do not mind me," it adds, giving a draconic chuckle, "I prefer to...play with my food before eating it."