As Brightshine sat alone that night, she watched the night sky. And she wondered what had brought into this war. A war of the two tribes. The eeveelutions and arcanines.

She remembered how much blood had already spilled. She herself did not fight. She was only there to help with the wounded. Even though she was sickened by the sight of blood, she was the best of the healers.

She had never lost anyone. The only time someone had died in her paws was when a group of arcanines attacked her family.

They had killed her two daughters and mate. Brightshine remembered trying to wake them up. That night she enrolled as a healer for the war.

Then she heard a growl behind her.

Before she could run, two red jaws closed around her neck.

The second her head was separated from her body, Brightshine was plunged into darkness.

When she opened her eyes, she could see her broken and blood stained body laying in front of her. When she looked up she saw a glaceon and two eevees standing in front of her, all three were transparent and filled with stars.

"It's time to go home." her mate told her.

Brightshine nodded and together the four of them raced away into the stars, forever away from war.

END