wont feel nothin' better

She had been here before, but the last time the fog wanted to swallow up the whole of the beach and Cordelia had appeared from the sludge. Corde was gone now, and the night was only beginning as she put Banshee to sleep for the evening. Belle spent most of her time with the young girl, and she was learning quickly how to be a Klein Princess. Her aunt nuzzled her lovingly as she slipped back onto the beach.

Decorated paws carried her ivory splashed frame to the center of the dark beach. The electricity in the air stirred the woman’s cold heart as a storm gathered on the horizon. In the darkness she could see the flashes of lighting building, and then the wind hit. It wasn’t terrible, but suddenly a breeze was blowing towards her. The storm would be upon them in just a few minutes. Belle took to her feet again, alabaster tail blowing in the breeze behind her as she faced off with the impressive force of nature.

Bright magenta gaze watched as the clouds grew closer and the lightning struck the islands that littered the coast. The bright flashes of light cause the beach beneath her to reflect mass amounts of light in return. Deathbelle gasped at the beauty, and felt herself backing away to the forest so she might have a better view of the show.