Walk | Talk | Think
An ear atop Belladonna's head flicked backward, intent upon eavesdropping on the conversation behind her while her quick paws slowed and eventually stopped. She turned, cast a glance over her shoulder at her companion and the grey wolf who traveled with them, and felt the wheels beginning to turn. What was this about? Callisto had mentioned nothing to her about a serious talk, and though it irked her not to know beforehand she was incredibly curious to find out what was going to be discussed. Discreetly, sure that she had been forgotten, Bella turned completely and stalked back silently toward the wolf pair, seating herself still at a distance but close enough that she could listen without strain, and pursed her lips as she watched them through wide, pale golden eyes.
To Callisto's eyes, Jakart looked nervous. He probably had a right to be, she supposed, fully aware she hardly made the best traveling companion let alone companion in general. It puzzled her again why he saw fit to remain, especially given the companion bit, but tried to put it from her mind. That was not what she wanted to speak to him about. "I'm done sleeping with you." She had not thought about how she would tell him, nor did she consider what might be the best way. Instead, she followed her natural, straight-forward approach, speaking her mind without tiptoeing around the matter. "I'm ending our fall arrangement. Next season of mine, you don't have to stick around."
But would he? He had been making such a point of meeting whatever need she had, whether it be physical, emotional, or otherwise. Her stoic expression was hard, set with a strong determination and a cold front that she hoped would deter him from trying to change her mind. She was set on it; she did not need him pining after her, whether because he was growing attached or expected more physical compensation for his company later on. "Will that be a problem?" Callisto queried, a brow raising.
Bella watched and exhaled slowly, quietly through her nose. Well, she should have seen that coming. Even she had noticed the closeness the two wolves had developed over the course of the last season, a closeness that had surprised her in regards to Calli. She averted her gaze, not certain she wanted to see Jakart's reaction on his face. Was it too late not to hurt him now? Turning, she loped ahead again, searching for something within the forest to distract from the conversation once it was over.
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