Jessica has a minion!

Snowy the Arctic Chirrup

There's always two sides to a story...

I remember when we were born... Just a litter of two. Twins. That meant we shared a special bond that would last forever. HAH! That may be true. Until that traitor deceived me for his own agenda. Maybe you should just leave. This story doesn't have a happy ending. If you're going to stay, be prepared to hear the ramblings of a scorned and bitter soul...

You know, I wasn't always this way. As puppies, I had the prettier features. I was the beautiful one... My fur was golden like the sun and I had the most stunning gold-tipped wings anyone had ever seen. No Montre has ever had this striking feature before. Not even my brother. As twins, we obviously shared similar characteristics. We had the same golden eyes and astonishingly similar blue markings. That bangle we carry around our tails? Well, those were given to us by our parents. We were told to wear them with honor and dignity. A message we both took very seriously.

While we were still young, I remained very innocent and shy. My brother was far more serious about living up to our expectations than I was. He liked the glory and the limelight. I was perfectly content with letting him have it. Everywhere we went, everyone would stop us to compliment me. Especially my wings. When this would happen, my brother would get very agitated. He wanted people to pay attention to him. But he had darker fur and more rugged features. Not to say he was a sight for sore eyes, but his features didn't blend as well as mine.

Usually, I would politely thank them for their kind words and allow him to steal the spotlight with his confidence and slight arrogance.

As we grew older, I could see that he was becoming increasingly more focused on making a name for himself. He trained and grew very strong, but I was still getting recognized for my beauty. It infuriated him to no end. I could tell that he was jealous of the lack of attention. I apologized and told him repeatedly that I didn't want it, but I think he grew increasingly angry with me. This is when he showed his true colors...

One day my brother and I were training hard to become strong like our parents. I grew exhausted quite easily as I struggled to keep up with my brother whom had grown quite strong. He could tell that I was very tired and offered me a magic potion to restore my energy. I had no reason not to trust him, so I gratefully accepted his kindness. I didn't feel any immediate effects so I decided to just retire for the day. I went back home to sleep and when I woke the next day, that's when everything changed...

The next morning I immediately felt that something was different. I felt heavier, moodier, and slightly angry. When I went to get a drink at the lake, I saw a stranger looking back at me. It extremely dark fur and eyes as red as blood. It couldn't have been me! But it was! I immediately ran back to the village and I could tell. Nobody recognized me. No one complimented my elegant fur. I was just as much a stranger to them, as I was to myself. My pale, soft fur had become jet black and I no longer had the unique wing tips that garnered me so much attention. I was furious! And I knew exactly who to blame. He did it! He gave me a potion that transformed me into this monster!

I immediately found him training at his usual location and I confronted him. He told me that the potion he gave me would never have this kind of effect on anyone but I wouldn't have it. I was so overcome with rage that I foolishly attacked him. I was no match for him. He had grown too strong. He quickly overpowered me and wounded me severely. Some brother he was... So ashamed of my easy defeat and hideous appearance, I ran away. Far far away.

Eventually, most of my wounds healed but I was left with two deep scars on my muzzle. Since leaving my family and deceitful brother, I moved far north and live in a dark and dank cave where no one can find me. I have, however, sold my soul to the Dark Goddess, Maleria to get my revenge. I may not be a fighter, but Maleria has given me magical powers... Dark powers. She has provided me with the spells and tools to one day take revenge on the one that has caused me so much physical harm. With no soul, I slowly waste away, day by day. Becoming a memory of my past self until I fade away into oblivion...

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Credits

Overlay by Keshi
Profile by Pinto ♥️
Jesse/Jessica Sprites by Cass
Story art by May, Keshi, Kiteworth x2 and awk