Alone.
White and gray pelt fluffed up, Sweetpaw looked as regal as she always did. Beautiful blue eyes, silky fur, dainty paws. She was the epitome of perfection and beauty; flawless. At least on the outside. On the inside, she was a trainwreck.
But on the inside, I can hear them saying,
Lead me, with strong hands
Stand up, when I can't
Don't leave me hungry for love, chasing dreams
But what about us?
Show me, your willing to fight
That I'm still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel
Alone.
A frown cross her maw, customary and she silently sat next to kin. A strong aura of hatred surrounded her. It had since Magpiestar had exiled her sister, her dear, beloved Coalspark. Jaws moved back in a silent snarl as the memory of the day flashed in her mind.
"Where are you going?" A young Sweetkit squeaked
"Away," Coalspark had answered, voice filled with grief
"But why? Don't you wanna stay with an' Briarkit?"
"I can't. Magpiewing said so. I broke the code so now I have to leave."
"But that's not fair!" She'd wailed.
"Little one, please remain this innocent. I love you."
And like that she was gone. Sweetkit hadn't realized she was crying.
Alone.
Sweetpaw had felt nothing but sheer joy at Magpiestar's retirement. He deserved to rot. He'd destroyed her family. It was all his fault. She'd become Sweetstar one day, and she'd right the wrongs caused by him. She'd make sure of it. Her family would be made whole.
Alone.
Sweetpaw hadn't realized she was crying.