get ahead of myself

The island was deserted. There hadn’t been wolves here in seasons, but for a brief moment she thought that she had scented Cordelia here. Of course the scent was stale, and could have been anyone however familiar Belle thought it was. Banshee had no trouble swimming over, however tried she was now. Deathbelle nuzzled her sweet niece as she drifted off to sleep in the shade. Sighing softly Belle turned from the girl to scout out the rest of the island, there wouldn’t be anything here to hurt her.

There weren’t many mammals, maybe a rodent here or there but nothing of size. However, Belle wasn’t sure that she had ever seen as many birds in one place as she had on the island. Not great flocks, but the diversity of species continued to amaze her. A bright emerald bird caught her eye, it was tiny and sported a bright red throat under its needle like beak. Belle blinked curiously up at it as the creature hummed on by to the next flower.

A soft smile settled on her features as she allowed herself to relax. Something she hadn’t done in a very long time. The breeze was gentle, the sun was low, and the temperature was perfect.