GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
But the devil always won...
With his den dug and the entryway cleared Harbringr stepped back to examine his work. Yes, yes, this would do nicely. Satisfied with his new home he slipped out the entrance of his den and shook the dirt into the autumn air. Some of it clung to him still, having mixed with his sweat but he paid it no heed. Perhaps there was a good place in Ashen's realm to wash himself off before night fell. He certainly didn't want to go dragging mud back into his nice clean den.
Harbringr set off to explore the territories his sister had claimed as home. He'd need to get to know them eventually so why not start now? He hadn't gotten far before he noticed the empress curled up on her patio in the sun. Oh… he shouldn't. Hari quickly crouched down in the leaves, tail wiggling with excitement as his limbs bunched beneath him like a big, silly puppy. His mind tussled with itself back and forth until his immediate desires won out and he sprang forward seeking to pin Belle's tail beneath his paws as he crowed. "I claim the most beautiful tail in all of Ashen! Bwhahahaar!"