get ahead of myself

She moved along the edge of the verdant forest, taking in the bright colors and the peace of the place when the voice sounded. The Ivory splashed she wolf halted, gaze narrowing and mismatched ears falling to her skull. Her features turned in the direction the voice came from and then back towards Banshee. For a moment she debated about returning to the child, but instead ventured forth to confront the stranger.

Belle brushed past the foliage as she escaped the forest’s hold to find the she wolf before her. She was a gradient of blacks and whites. Belle was sure she’d never seen her before. The Klein woman looked down her nose at the she wolf. ”Hello,” she offered back. Could she get the she wolf to leave quickly maybe? Really Deathbelle just wanted to get back to her relaxing beach vacation. ”Are you looking for someone?”