PoesAccomplice
In the Brooder
Xylo walked in, injured. He stumbled towards Lillia and whispered "I couldn't save them. I couldn't save...them."(Okay, I believe we can start now!)
Lillia walked over to her mother's throne, in a rage at the moment. Her fist was now bruised, and her eyes were starting to get puffy from all of the crying. She didn't know how to react to all of this.
If she didn't rule this place correctly, her mother would never forgive her. But she told her mother that she wanted to give up. Still didn't matter, she threw this entire kingdom onto Lillia and then went to get herself killed.
Lillia looked at the jewel-covered throne with loathing eyes, and wondered how her mother felt when she got to rule everyone. Probably nervous, but her mother never liked showing how she truly felt. She was just always stern. Lillia could never tell if she was making her mother proud, because she never put much emotion into anything.
Instead of sitting down on the throne, Lillia walked away and went to see if everyone else was okay. There were still some wounded birds in the hospital wing that were being cared for, but she could still help.
Vivian looked at the chaos below from the rafters.