Silver couldn't stand all of this pointless violence. Only he and Zorro seemed to know what happened. Silver rushed, limping, to the two, half-wings out, Celeste on his back. He shouted up to Elysia.
"E-elysia stop hurting him!! It's the modified night slash! It brought out his dark side, that wasn't him saying it!!"
He had the feeling he was going to get wierd looks, so he added,
"I... I saw from Zorro's eyes... from the slash itself all the way to his death... He's telling the truth! Think about it, do you think the same Zorro who died to keep you alive, that had a baby with you, would hate you?"
He looked at Luna, and imagined if it had happened to them, the night slash and everything... Zorro was obviously in a lot of pain right now. Silver couldn't picture saying something like 'i hate you' to Luna. It would not be in his control. He pressed against her, hoping they wouldn't have to fight like that...
"Please stop hurting him..."
Tears were in the young Quilava's eyes... So much was going on, all of this violence and chaos. All he wanted to do now was cuddle with Luna. He seemed to whine, the tears streaming from his eyes, and nuzzled into her, wrapping his paws around her, in desperate need of comfort now...