get ahead of myself

Desdemona was easy to be around, despite Belle having wished her away when she first saw her. The encounter turned out to be beneficial in a few ways, Banshee would eat without any effort on her aunt’s part. Deathbelle was able to speak honestly with a stranger, and even though she shielded her secrets she was beginning to enjoy the she wolf’s easy presence. She was easy on the eyes and offered flatterings that the princess could not deny. Belle gave Desdemona as quick grin before the other woman slipped away to her promise.

Deathbelle took the opportunity to find a place for herself to relax. They made it most of the way around the beach, Ban was nestled safely in the crook of a tree. There were three wolves on the island, she only hoped an errant venomous snake didn’t find her. Belle didn’t worry much though, if fate willed it Banshee could be gone just as quickly as Hannibal. She could only do her best for the girl, and hope she made it through childhood.

As Belle stretched herself out onto the sand, beneath the shade of a lone palm tree, Desdemona reappeared. The Klein woman smiled in thanks at the feathery but plump bird. ”Indeed.” Belle agreed as she looked the bird over. Pups needed much more nutrition than an adult wolf, and the extra calories would be a blessing. ”You’ve done good work,” her tail flicked at the sands beneath her. ”Now, come and relax a moment.” she invited the woman over with a soft smile as her magenta gaze looked out over the vast ocean before them.