Foxfire couldn't understand. She wouldn't understand. Her mentor literally raised the goddamned moon every night--how could she have died?!
She felt another part of her die--a very crucial part. For days she'd trudge around the castle searching for the Lunar Division of the Equestrian Royal Guards. She couldn't find any trace of them, save a letter from one which stated that Celestia had discharged them for a month to honor their fallen princess.
Sometimes she'd break out into hysterical sobbing fits, and others brief fits of rage. Tsuna began to stir once more, which meant only one thing to Celestia and Discord, who married to make up for Luna's unfortunate loss.
It meant that Foxfire was thoroughly broken now--what fragments of hope holding her together were locked away from the world and heavens above and made her a nervous wreck.
They had to lock the alicorn and her drone away in a safe room. They had to simply to keep her and everypony else safe.
Nopony in the world was able to dream now. Their nightmares would go unchecked, uncorrected, and worse by the second.
It started out subtle at first, and then spread to all Equestrian ponies.
One mare even claimed to have seen an alicorn crawl out from the pits of Tartarus, carrying many gruesome scars on her frame. She described her coat as a blood red with grey hooves masked by a black, moss-like substance. The wings were grey and black, stained in crimson. A long, red tail dripped of the same substance, and her face showed a sad smile--she was visibly crying, but she also laughed like none had prior to her. Her horn was caked in red, and her ears jet-black.
The mare even went to describe the terrors the alicorn unleashed on Equestria.
Fire.
Destruction.
Death.
Once the news reached Celestia's ears, she broke down into a sob before the crowd of ponies in front of her. Discord went to the safe room, knowing full well what this meant.
Foxfire and her drone would have no choice but to be banished elsewhere.