A WoF story Way back in the past, just after the phyrian tribes found Krolius, things changed drastically. He was stuck. No, not in a hole, he was stuck between a brother and a friend. I know, it may seem like a easy choice right? Always go with family? Nah, his family is shit. The main problem is, if he chooses his brother, he would lose his friend, and if he chooses his friend, he's likely to accidentally start a war between the sandwings and silkwings... You may ask? What the hell happened to get him in this situation? Well, that's a long story, but, if your willing to listen... I suppose, we have the time Important info: Takes place in silkwing kingdom (a large dark oak forest lit by lanterns) Mainly involves the silkwings, leafwings, sandwings, and nightwings, but do reference the other tribes (plus some fantribes) Swear words, obviously- Angsty as shit, probably gonna be quite triggering, will put warnings at the beginning of the chapter! Silkwings royals so far: Emperor Celestine Empress Verethy (deceased) Prince Cascade Prince Nostalgia Prince Nova