Celestia glared down at the open letter on the table in front of her. The furious anger and fiery hatred raging through her body made her eyes, mane and tail burn with bright, orange and red flames. The gold metal of her throne trickled and ran in rivulets to the floor forming a puddle. She had not moved for the past two hours after reading the demands King Dainn of the Caribou Kingdom had expressed quite vividly in his letter. She couldn’t think through the fog of hatred and disgust clouding her mind at how Dainn had threatened her and her subjects. She read over the letter once more.
To Sun Slut of Equestria
Your rightful Master demands a tribute of one thousand sluts to be sent to my kingdom by the end of this fortnight. If you refuse my rightful demands, whore, I will mobilize my military and take Equestria. All wives, daughters and sisters will be collared and made into the eager cumsluts they really are. Give your Master the tribute he demands and Equestria will be spared. If not, I will force Equestria to its knees.
King Dainn had all but declared war on Equestria. And unless she gave in to his demands and sent one thousand mares to be treated as nothing more then sextoys, she was dooming Equestria to years of bloodshed, violence and darkness. Her anger flared to greater heights at the disgusting and immoral choice she had to make and fire sparked to life on the feathers of her wings. Her throne melted into nothing more then gold sludge which she was forced to stand in. If she choose war, thousands more innocent ponies in her kingdom would suffer rather then the one thousand mares she would have to send to Dainn to avoid that dark future.
One innocent mare sent to this perverted monster would be too high of a price to pay. She had to think of something else to protect everypony. She collected the letter with her magic and teleported straight to her sister’s room. Proper protocol dictated she summon the royal council with the threat of war so they could deliberate on the proper response, but Dainn’s demand of a tribut of one thousand mares would no doubt be met to preserve the peace of Equestria. She would open the pits of Tartarus before she allowed the council to make such a decision. Luna jerked awake at the drastic change of temperature in her room caused by Celestia’s appearance and she had to clench her eyes shut at the bright flames burning on the different parts of her sister’s body.
“I have grave news, sister.” Celestia passed her Dainn’s letter and stood silently as she waited for her sister to read it. Luna snarled at the words she read and pure white ethereal energy crackled in her eyes and spread to her wings and hooves. She turned the letter to something less then ashes.
“We cannot allow this... ‘Thing’ to attack Equestria.” Luna’s voice was so quiet Celestia almost couldn’t hear her. But there was no mistaking her calm, icy anger directed at Dainn. “We must assemble the Lunar and Solar army and show Dainn what it means to threaten Equestria.” Luna’s snarl deepened and Celestia could see the white ethereal shining in her mouth. When Celestia spoke, she tasted her own flames burning in her mouth and throat.
“I will not sacrifice innocent lives to this monster. There will be no war. There will be no tribute. For this, Dainn and his kingdom will receive nothing but destruction... FROM ME!” Solar Flare roared as Celestia finally lost herself to the hatred and anger she felt for Dainn and his entire perverted kingdom. Her bone, blood, flesh, fur and feathers turned to pure fire. Her magic burned so hot the marble beneath her hooves melted into a six foot wide pool of lava.
“Give Dainn what he deserves, sister.” Luna muttered, her entire body now crackling and with white energy as she forced herself to calm her anger and contain Nightmare Moon. Solar Flare teleported.
Solar flare now stood on a tall mountain top on the borders of Dainn’s kingdom several hundred miles from Equestria. She wasn’t going to feel anything for what she was about to do. Dainn had unleashed this monster upon himself with his demands. If burning this entire country and everything in it was the only way to preserve the innocent lives of Equestria, then so be it. She would rather burn out the disgusting culture of the caribou from the world then have it threaten Equestria’s way of life for one more moment.
