The crow did her routinary night patrols, this became a great task she could do. She wanted to make sure their empire was safe while the rest slept, she wanted to do her part in these times, for her family only. The rest were indifferent to the dark wolf, who's loyalty and care was reserved for those who shared her name with her, those without it felt like a bag of feces on the way. But well, she still needed to protect them as well, wanting it or not.

As she made her way, her steps were secure as always, with her head high and an expression of serenity. A serenity hiding the monster within. A smirk formed in her lips, maybe the information she brings with her from the southwest could be her weapon. She just needed to use it well.

Deathbelle was an Empress of the night, she took up dancing with the moon instead of the sun. Though she wasn’t averse to having naps and being awake during daylight hours when she was needed. The woman would be as flexible as possible, and adapted as needed. She hurt deep from the loss of the wolf she’d married, but with the turn of the season around the corner her life seemed to settle. She still mourned, but the wound was healing with time. The pups were growing quickly, the Empire was branching out. There was hope in the air.

Lilac gaze fell upon the heavy build of her younger sister. She was another of her siblings that seemed to reach their paws out into the world. Belle only hoped it was for the good of the Klein name. Eager to catch up with her advisor, the Empress stepped forward to reveal herself to the Klein royal. ”Crow,” she greeted with affection in her voice as she approached.

The woman kept with her patrol, being indifferent if it was dark or not. She didn't fear it, why should she? No point on it, but of course danger could come under the mantle of night, but she trusted her basic but useful fighting skills. And adding her intellect, she was good at forming plans even under pressure. So her walk came out without much concern.

As time passed, she stopped to look around. And soon out of the shadows her sister and also the empress did the act of presence. "Greetings dear sister, how are you in this fine night?" She said, returning the affection within her words. This could be probably the few times in which the Crow did showed true care, when she wasnt faking. This was the only exception for her to be real. "How are my nieces and nephews doing?" She asked, wanting to add food to the conversation.

Having her sister Hela to help patrol the border did help to put the Empress and her mind at ease. Though the redwater rocks would be Ashens temporary home she didn't want anyone getting through her defenses. Everyone old enough was on patrol duty. Deathbelle felt herself able to smile with her sister’s gentle greeting and honest voice. There were few times Hela showed her true feelings, but in front of family was one of them.

”Good evening,” Belle returned warmly to her sister’s words. ”Better, I feel spring right around the corner.” She said with hope tinging her voice. ”They miss their father.” She said with a soft sigh as her gaze turned eastward. ”It's times like these I miss our sire most.” The Patriarch of the Klein family, succumbed to the famine.

With the intention of having a good conversation with her sister, she took a seat, wrapping her tail around her shadowy paws. Her pinkish eyes staring at her Empress frame. Her smile wouldn't leave her lips, she was truly happy right now. Even if she wasnt really in mourning mode, even if she wasnt one to suffer for a thing like this, she was aware that her sister was. Losing her husband wouldn't be something easy to overcome. Maybe she should pay a visit to Pestilence soon, to take her to some fun. But for now, she needed to do some things first.

”Better, I feel spring right around the corner.” "Indeed, it will be welcomed with open paws." She commented, looking around. ”They miss their father.” "I can relate somehow, we lost our father too when we were younger, I do miss him some times." She said, calmly, she wasnt the one who would allow sadness to conquer her soul, her mind. Both needed in what she did, in her diplomatic missions, where mind outcomes force, where dialogue wins battles tooth and claws wouldn't. "In some of my expeditions, I had made interesting discoveries." She said smiling, a bit more devilish.

Deathbelle didn’t expect her family to mourne with her and her children. They didn’t know Archon as she did, a few of them hadn’t much approved of him to begin with. However, no one would chastise her own sorrow. She’d lost the other half of herself, and moving on hadn’t been easy. At the very least, Hela could commiserate with Belle’s children. They all knew what the loss of a father felt like. Her children were quite a bit younger than she was when Hamiclar passed, but the pain was all the same and very real.

They couldn't dwell on their loss forever though, and despite Deathbelle’s sorrow she knew there were duties to attend to. Responsibilities that didn’t care how much her heart hurt. Hela was quick to move on, but she had never been an emotional wolf either. ”Yes, Hela?” She asked and allowed her curiosity to show through her voice.

Hela soon enough decided to don't mention anything more regarding what had happened. For her sister's sake, she didn't want to bring on more concern on her. It was better to change to a different topic, one a bit more fun in her opinion. She enjoyed to bring upon her power, a power only Shem should have. It was the power of the information, and the several way she she could use it on her favor. "Well, I had found the location of another pack, which much like us, had taken refuge in a land. The ibis island more specifically."She commented, with a soft smirk on her lips. "I don't knkw if this could be of any use but I think there should." She finished , hopping any good thing could be saved from this.

Hela didn’t linger on the tragedy that befell them time and again, they had to move forward. If they stopped that would be the end of them. Thankfully Deathbelle had a wolf like her sister beside her, one who could hold together during emotional times. This fact was made evidenced by the scouting she did and the information she so readily brought back. Deathbelle hadn’t sent out her fingers yet, but soon enough Boreas would know their name. It was good to have a bit of insight into the other packs.

”What pack is this, Hela?” She asked curiously, transfixed to know what else her sibling might have found out. ”What else did you learn?”