This day was a dark day. The death of the Queen. Her normaly neat white fur, was messy, and scarlet blood soaked her fur. Evryone had watched the battle, both sides cheering for their queen. Queen Dreamweaver died at the claws of Queen Viper, The ruler of darkness.
Once the battle was over, Vipers followers returned to their realm, while the lightmakers greived. The queens daughter died of sickness recently, so there was no heir left to the throne. Star held a boquet of lavender in her shaking paws. Tears soaked her fur as she gazed upon the fallen queen. The thing that hurt the most was seeing her little sister, wysteria.
Wysteria had chosen to follow Queen Viper after their mother was murdered. she claimed that the only way to feel happy again, is to get what they deserved, and kill everyone that had wronged them. The sheer Craze and bloodlust in her eyes was not like her sister. Kind, outgoing, friendly wysteria was not a psychopath.. was she?
As time passed, Wysteria continued killing for the queen, until she worked her way up into Vipers personal assasin. Star couldn't believe her little sister, who loved dragonflies, and was scared of thunder, would turn into a heartless monster. One one point of the battle, Wysteria and star caught each others eyes. And star could swear she saw just a bit of pain in her gaze, as she glanced away..