Strong Together
The king of Hydra, Felis lay dead on the ground of a forest. Who knew that he would meet this fate? Who knew that the king who was feared in all of Hydra and Araniea was going to die at the hands of none other than the princess of Pegasii?
Even as his body lay there with no life, the unicorn was mauling him with its hooves. One could hear the feral snarls and grunts and neighs of the beast. The sun had begun to rise and the usual chirping of the birds wasn't there. It was as if all the animals and birds were quiet spectators of the dance of death. None dared to interfere. None dared to make a sound.