take me back to the night we met

His posture changed little as she gave him her words freely, but he would pause for a long moment. She waited with patience enough to only flick her alabaster tail a few times before the corroded iron man answered her. Surprisingly in the affirmative, of course she should have had no doubt the majority of wolves should know the Klein heir’s name by now. Though he didn’t offer her complete good news. There was distaste written all over the stranger’s face as he continued on about Hannibal’s current status.

She appreciated the honesty, his bright crimson eyes stared into her own magenta gaze when he told her the result of the dramatic battle. She attempted to hide any emotion that she felt within. That moment she would feel disbelief, but only because the thought of Hannibal losing was inconceivable.

”Yes..” She spoke softly, the earlier chill to her voice lost as he accepted what he said as truth. Belle rewarded his loose tongue with a polite smile. ”May I thank you by name, good sir?” The Klein royal continued just as warmly.