Heiress of the Moon

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This is a short story about Queen Callisto's rising to the throne. This story is also in her page, but this is an expanded version.
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===Prologue===
Moonroyal 1 Starsearcher writhes on the floor, her neck and shoulders pinned by Commander Radiant of the Hexacomb 2 . She is surprisingly strong for a Rainwing; one on the smaller side at that.
A pair of viper-like fangs, cold as ice, sink into the back of her neck, and Starsearcher's head begins to spin. As quick as she'd felt the bite, her eyes rolled back and she fell limp, the only movement left in her the spasming twitches in her tail tip and talons.
Radiant looks up from her position, taking a step away from Starsearcher as her twitching becomes less frequent. She peers at the Nightwings and Rainwings frozen in terror, having just watched the Moonroyal get killed.
That moment, that empowering moment, the silence before they begin to back away and flee. That's what Radiant was looking for, that's what she wanted. A young Nightwing, one with purple-hued scales and more silvery scales than the others, takes a step back, letting out a faint gasp-cry sound.
Radiant watches that dragonet turn, fleeing behind the crowd and take flight through the trees as the other Nightwings look between the little nightwing and the assassin herself, before they follow her through the trees. The canopy had broken into cries of terror as the dragons fled the area or charged at her.
Radiant dived away from the body and fled for herself, rushing into the leaves and quickly getting them off her tail.
The Rainwings had either scattered or charged at her, while almost all of the Nightwings had fled, following the dragonet.
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The horde of Nightwings land in a dull, dried up riverbed, somewhere in the space between the Rainforest and Jade Mountain. Castillo sits at the foot of a boulder, pacing around.
She always seems to take horrific things well.
Some of the Nightwings rest, others scamper around in panic, searching for friends or relatives. Those who used to work or even continued to work as guards make sure nobody crowds Callisto.
After everyone had mostly settled, Callisto peers around and walks around the boulder, feeling one hand around it before trying to pull herself onto it.
All gazes shift to her as the guards call across the crowd, drawing attention to the eldest and only daughter of Moonroyal Starsearcher, Callisto.
She struggles to haul herself onto this annoyingly large boulder, peering over the blots of black, purple and blue scales over the muddy brown ground. Does this make them their Queen?
She shifts her shoulders, trying to figure out what the hell she was even supposed to be saying up here.
" Nightwings, the Rainwing's Forest isn't safe anymore. The Hexacomb is a threat that we can't fight if we stay in the Rainwing Kingdom. " She states the obvious, not really expecting the murmurs of agreement from the crowd, " We were treated well, but it's time we find a home to build up our strength as an individual tribe. "
There's a concept she's been thinking up for a while, yet some of the older dragons would still be cautious about it... but honestly, their fears are just based on stupid dragonet stories. " We shall return to the City of Night in the Talon Peninsula. "
The crowd becomes louder; not quite 'bursting into roars' but more of a ' loudly conferring among each other with a disbelieving, fearful or angered tone of voice'. Something like that. The pair of guards call over the crowd once more to silence them. They, eventually, settle down.
Callisto calls out for one specific dragon, raising her voice to get his attention. " Taleteller. " She starts. " Please make way for Taleteller to come to the front, before this.. boulder. "
It takes a minute, but eventually she recognises the frail blot of a pale, smoky grey nightwing before her. Taleteller.
" Taleteller, It's in your name, You are the one who knows all the stories about Darkstalker. Please, help me address the concerns about this. Why might moving to our former kingdom be a bad idea.? "
" ..Well, what if.. Darkstalker comes back? He's a truly powerful dragon, Young Princess. We'd have to flee once more if he- or anyone like him- comes anywhere near a powerful figure." Taleteller slowly says, picking one of the many options Callisto could hear floating around in his head.
" Darkstalker is gone, Taleteller. "
" But, just think about it. An animus could simply enchant him back into existence if they felt like it... probably. Look, it's not impossible for him to come back.
Callisto gives a huffily disappointed look. " Yeah but didn't.. whats 'er name... Peace..maker. Peacemaker. Isn't he already gone? "
" I remember them... " Taleteller sighs in the gap between her sentences. 3
" As far as I know, animus magic cannot reanimate the dead. (not until snowdrift's spell book) " Callisto sighs and closes her eyes, " So unless someone does something stupid like that somehow, breaking the world as we know it... I think we'll be just fine. "
Its silent, before she speaks again.
" Also, he's just a guy? Just shove some animus-touched, magic-blocking muzzle on him and punch him in the gut, you'll be fine. "
The Nightwings murmur, looking up at the Heir on the Rock.
" ..Does anyone have any better ideas on where we could go? " Callisto stands up, almost slipping off the rock as she does. The dragons mutter between each other, but nobody outwardly suggests.
" ..Then, our voyage shall begin. "
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1: Moonroyal - When the Nightwings began their life in the Rainforest alongside Rainwings, they decided that they'd keep track of the royal family, in case they decided to leave. The Moonroyal is the one who'd be Queen if they were not a joint tribe.
2: Hexacomb - Not associated with the main Rainwing Kingdom; widespread but not large rebellion group in the depths of the forest in butterfly-net like dens. They have multiple goals, but the important one to this is to govern the Nightwing Kingdom population (not rainwings, specifically the nightwings) due to the problems that have been caused by their nobles. Commanded by Radiant (Rainwing), but has dragons of many tribes.
3: " I remember them... " Taleteller sighs in the gap between her sentences. : Taleteller, being 130-140 years old, was alive while Peacemaker was. This takes place about 130 years after the main events of the book, so Peacemaker and Taleteller were both alive, around the same age and in the same area (if i'm getting the timeline right..). Taleteller does live longer tho 💪💪
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