Well Demure's pretty 5cr3w3d :) --- Demure can’t help but bolt towards Astrid as the lance punctured her head. The mantid flinched away at the last moment, unable to watch her sister’s life end right before her eyes. Astrid turning back to look at her, the apology, it all hurt as it replayed over and over again, seared into her memory. Demure knelt down next to her sister’s lifeless body, struggling to hold back a flood of emotions. “I-I’m so s-sorry, Astrid… I-if you’d come with me, th-this w-wouldn’t have happened…” she stammered quietly. The matid picked up not-Astrid and cradled it in her arms, the tears finally breaking through. The lead Sister, who’d already bounded back up to her throne, sighs, startling Demure. “Listen, young one. You’ll have to let her go sooner or later. You know full well she’d broken our tribe rules, and severely enough to be executed. It was your choice and your choice alone to attend.” Demure goes silent for a moment, taking in the Sister’s words and all the stares from around the throne room. Once she finally recollected herself, the sobs turned to heavy breathing mixed with faint growls as she dropped not-Astrid and shakily stood up. “My choice? You think this was my choice!? It was my frickin’ responsibility as her older sibling and last close family member to keep her from being alone in the end! Ignore the 180 of personality she did, ignore her MINOR crimes, I could’ve helped Astrid escape if it wasn’t for you!” The lead Sister readjusted the lance in her grasp, clutching it tighter, her tired gaze changing to anger within a matter of seconds. Her wings spread slightly to signify a warning. “You’d best be quiet while you still can. As I said, you could’ve chosen to not come with. You could’ve made the choice to say your goodbyes beforehand. But no, you were trying to help a prisoner escape the fate they were bound to experience regardless of your assistance.” Demure scowled, her wings and tail-plates flexing furiously. “Pft, says you. You barely even grieve for your own sibling. Yes they were destroyed ages ago, but that doesn’t matter.” That did it. The Sister leaped off of her throne to bring Astrid’s fate upon Demure. An infuriated tribe queen with a razor-sharp, gore-covered lance was the last thing Demure saw, then everything went darker than the Void itself. --- Characters: @MicroSoftie and Team Cherry Story: @MicroSoftie PLEASE DO NOT STEAL/CLAIM THIS WRITING AS YOUR OWN.
