raindrops in my eyes

Belle led her young niece to the battlefield, knowing it was dangerous but needing to expose the young girl to everything life might throw at her. The Klein Princess was in need of some limbering up herself. Ban hadn’t seen her aunt in action yet, and the ivory splashed she wolf was eager to put her teeth to a stranger.

She strolled upon the death clogged lands, the smell of fresh blood and gore was heavy on the air. Absently she kicked at an old skull, still half covered in fur. Magenta gaze took in their surroundings as she found an appropriate place for Banshee to observe the lesson. There was no safe place here, but she might be far enough away she wouldn’t get into the path of the dueling beasts.

When her niece was settled Belle found her position, the grass was trampled down and the earth relatively flat where she stood. She gave it her approval before tipping her head back to call out for a wolf eager to test their mettle.