An Innocent Exit

The days grew long in Clan HeartThief.  Summer was upon the waters, warming their surface, though if a dragon would care to plunge deeper, they would discover that the waters were nearly freezing.
Innocence was often found in the deeper water, trying to cool himself.  Because he was a tundra and and ice dragon on top of that, he needed to cool off.  He missed ice.  But most of all...he missed killing.
He'd been waiting for a long time to be able to kill off and take over this clan, but then another dragon had taken it from him.  At first glance, it would appear that Monarch was the one who had taken over, but Innocence knew better.  It was Dissension.  She had done it.  It was she who had called the rain down.  She held magic, much like, when he did research, her grandfather on her mother's side.  A wildclaw named Zalitz.  She held the power to turn a fire clan into a water clan.
But...could she turn water to ice?  That's what Innocence wanted to know.  If she could...she would be a valuable ally.  If she couldn't...well...he would just make her feel like she was an ally...then kill her.  He had no regrets.
He eyed his future victims...who was weak...who was weak?  He soon singled out a family.  They were rather odd.  The mother was the daughter of Crurry (ally of DarkFire) and his mate Sunn, and the father was the son of two of the greatest coliseum fighters.  And the three children that remained home, were known as The Unnamed.
All were fire dragons.  That wouldn't be good for him when he finally took over.  Fire melts ice, after all.  So, he took a long hard look at them, then approached Dissension quietly, when her much more easy going mate, SeaKing was away.
"Tell me, young one," he purred, "how do you feel about dragons that aren't your element?"
Dissension looked him up and down, a look of disgust barely masked.  "Why is an ice dragon speaking to me?"
"Please note," he growled, "I was your ally in taking this clan over as water...now answer me."
"I abhor dragons that are not water.  And that includes you."
"Ahh, but daughter, all my element is is frozen water....  Much harsher, much sharper.  This type of water gets things done well."
She eyed him suspiciously.  "What do you want?"
"The Unnameds.  I want them gone."
"Dead?"
Innocence shook his head.  "Fighting with a deity not their own.  I am fearful to entreat the Tidelord myself...would you care to do so?"
Dissension rolled her eyes.  "We can get them out of here much easier than that."
Innocence watched as Dissension spoke quietly with Luna and DeathFlight, two of the greatest fighters.
"They're going to help The Unnameds train.  They'll bring much more treasure our way if they're trained for fighting.  I'll be telling them that it's in case we have a war."
Within a few days, Dissension approached Innocence herself.  "Have you noticed anything different about our clan?"
Innocence looked around, until his eyes landed upon an empty nest.  Leather wrappings and smoldering embers remained lying on the ground.  But that was all there was left of The Unnameds.  They had left without saying goodbye.  Every last one of them.
"And how did you get them to leave?"
Dissension smiled, "I threatened each one individually.  I told Ethandria that if she didn't go, her mate would be killed.  I told Blaze that if he didn't go, his children would be killed.  I told the children that if they didn't go, their siblings would be killed.  In fear, and desire to save their family out of...love...they did as I asked.  How weak is that?"
Innocence smiled and shook his head.  "So weak....  Let them perish.  Their fires quenched by the waters of the Tidelord, as they fight for a deity they don't serve or trust.  All because of love.  Well done, daughter."
"Why, ice dragon, do you call me daughter?  You've called me that once before."
Innocence leaned close, and Dissension smelled rotten meat on his breath, and odd smell from a plant eating dragon, "We're of the same spirit, Dissension.  We could both kill without remorse...."  Then he turned and walked away, leaving Dissension staring after him, wondering if the bloodstains on his fur was the color of his fur...or actually the blood of victims past.