Amanda grimaced. Annabella didn't need to be so depressed and depressing. Her aura was one of prolonged sadness. Just because Reina got the nest on Tall Rocks and Amanda got the position of Chief, it didn't mean that Annabella needed to sulk. Annabella still had the most intelligent mind in the Tribe, what was so bad about that? All the eagles came to Annabella for advice, and the Council came to her for battle plans. Couldn't Annabella just accept her life?
Amanda quietly stepped out of her cave and spread her wings. A quick flight and the clean smell of fresh air would be sure to clear her thoughts and erase her worries.
As Amanda took off, she wondered whether Annabella or Reina would be out here. It was a beautiful night- the moon shone brightly and the stars were twinkling.
Suddenly, a familiar shape streaked towards Amanda. In a tangle of feathers, Amanda's shoulder got scraped and her wings were torn. Silently screaming curses at the one she knew so well, Amanda plunged into the darkness.
Meanwhile, from up in the air, the sister smiled darkly.
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