Persephone

Persephone snapped her snout sternly at Sansa, the irresponsible Queen of their clan. Sansa had been snapping her jaws at wandering hatchlings, and Persephone feared one day The Queens reckless antics would lead to the worst. Wars and warriors had been lost for much less, and for all the hoard her clan owned she would do her best to see her own fall victim to needless aggression. Her clan was her deepest love, and while she knew many reckless actions were often harmless, but there was no sense in taking chance.

"Sansa really, these matters are not to be taken lightly. Your actions can be taken as an act of aggression, that can plunge our whole clan into war becasue you snap your jaws at the neighboring clans hatchlings! I know you don't like hatchlings, but honestly Sansa is it worth it?" How many times would she have to waste her days with such silly matters? It was almost like she was leading the clan herself with how often her lessons were disregarded.

"Sansa, Sansa, Sansa," The Queen mocked her advisor with a shake of her snowy white maine, "I was having a bit of fun Persephone. Our Neighboring clans are not going to call for war over a few scared hatchlings."

Persephone ruffled the deep purple feathers of her wings in exasperation, The Queens recklessness would surely lead her to lost feathers. As advisore she surely thought someone would listen to her, one didn't become advisor for not knowing what was best for their clan.

"Sansa, I know you see it as nothing more than a bit of fun, but one day a hatchling from a Chaos clan will wander across your path, and your bit of fun will lead to battle. You may think that I am a bore, but I am adviser because I know what makes us a successful clan. I advise you with nothing but the love I have for this clan Sansa, don't want to see another minute of senseless bloodshed. So please just listen to me, I will never lead you wrong." -bornethereal