belladonna and nightshade

Belle never really held a high opinion of children, however, she had been unable to shirk her duty when she had found her brother’s child. Banshee was very much an important part of her life now, and the thought of having her own brood began to appeal to her with more frequency. The Klein woman took her share of the marshmallow with a polite smile as he answered her question.

Lirim. The name sounded about as familiar as the name Torin, it wasn’t. She looked interested enough to be mistaken for having heard of both of them. Deathbelle understood completely how it didn’t feel like home to him yet. Belle had yet to settle after being forced from their empire. ”No, not yet.” She was unsure if Holland was the man to divulge any of her freshly laid plans. Probably not, so she wouldn’t continue. He would have to assume she meant to join one in the future. She had to admit, living on her own and caring for a pup was hard work, but she knew the effort would be worth the reward.

”Well, Holland it’s been wonderful enjoying your company. However, I have a young one in need of their supper.” She told him as she offered a half bow as she grasped the marshmallow into her jaws. Shifting gracefully she returned to the tall mangrove roots to take her horsetail. Until next time,” Deathbelle offered him a wink, picked up her herbs, and made her way back to Banshee.

-exit belle unless stopped-