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By this point, there were two choices, really.

The Queen had died, but with her death, the Halcyon had been saved.

Falcon'la had been voted into the position of Head Knight. The Clans were being worked with. Restrictive policies were being lifted.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly.

Unfortunately, that was where the perfection ended.

Ia had halted all communications.

Nara had stopped hunting for the Halcyon.

The clans were growing more bold. More outspoken. More rebellious.

Rebellious.

Rebellious against their rulers.

. . .

Perhaps that had been it, then.

They were without a ruler.

Falcon'la was Head Knight, sure, but this position was nothing more than a figurehead that came with a trickle of power. Even then, his head was caught up in clan affairs, clan matters, what the clans want, that he failed to realize that what the clans want do not matter.

What they need does.

And they needed a ruler.

Before, it had been a Queen, and now?

A KING.

'.....the both of you. Keep the details of this plan in mind, and make sure you do not leave him alive. Goldblood or not, they CAN die. Do you understand?'

'Yes, we understand...but, I do have to ask- how does this benefit the Halcyon?'

There was a pause.
Dreams had an odd thing to them, didn't they?

'Succeed, and you will find out.'

It was with the quick flick of his tail, that the two were dismissed. The tabby lifted a paw, tongue brushing against it as he began to groom his fur.

There truly was only two options, weren't there?

Obey,

or die.

What will you choose?

20 out of ???

Drawing heavily referenced off of the following.

Description

By this point, there were two choices, really.

The Queen had died, but with her death, the Halcyon had been saved.

Falcon'la had been voted into the position of Head Knight. The Clans were being worked with. Restrictive policies were being lifted.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly.

Unfortunately, that was where the perfection ended.

Ia had halted all communications.

Nara had stopped hunting for the Halcyon.

The clans were growing more bold. More outspoken. More rebellious.

Rebellious.

Rebellious against their rulers.

. . .

Perhaps that had been it, then.

They were without a ruler.

Falcon'la was Head Knight, sure, but this position was nothing more than a figurehead that came with a trickle of power. Even then, his head was caught up in clan affairs, clan matters, what the clans want, that he failed to realize that what the clans want do not matter.

What they need does.

And they needed a ruler.

Before, it had been a Queen, and now?

A KING.

'.....the both of you. Keep the details of this plan in mind, and make sure you do not leave him alive. Goldblood or not, they CAN die. Do you understand?'

'Yes, we understand...but, I do have to ask- how does this benefit the Halcyon?'

There was a pause.
Dreams had an odd thing to them, didn't they?

'Succeed, and you will find out.'

It was with the quick flick of his tail, that the two were dismissed. The tabby lifted a paw, tongue brushing against it as he began to groom his fur.

There truly was only two options, weren't there?

Obey,

or die.

What will you choose?

20 out of ???

Drawing heavily referenced off of the following.