Proverbs 22:1
07-17-2019, 08:43 PM
The Empress was progressing slowly through the pregnancy, she allowed herself to enjoy the journey and tried to suffer through the difficult parts with as much dignity as possible. All of the wolves closest to her took up their duties without complaint, they doted on her and did whatever possible to make her more comfortable. They warmed her heart and her den as the chill of Fall settled over them. She felt more susceptible to the cold now, and now more than ever wanted her leopard cape.
She was alone when Archon’s voice was heard from outside the oryx hide curtain. She yawned and stretched over the furs that lined the main room of her den. She wasn’t so cold she had to retreat to her private room, but she didn't want to meet her lover outside either.
”Come in, Archon.” She called out sweetly to him, lilac gaze on the entrance as she awaited him. ”Wipe your feet on the mat, and come lay beside me.” Her voice grew warm as she shifted her form from laying on her side to pull her elbows beneath her so she might more easily speak with the Daimyo. She lay sphynx like on a pile of soft furs, with a bongo pelt draped over her back.
She was alone when Archon’s voice was heard from outside the oryx hide curtain. She yawned and stretched over the furs that lined the main room of her den. She wasn’t so cold she had to retreat to her private room, but she didn't want to meet her lover outside either.
”Come in, Archon.” She called out sweetly to him, lilac gaze on the entrance as she awaited him. ”Wipe your feet on the mat, and come lay beside me.” Her voice grew warm as she shifted her form from laying on her side to pull her elbows beneath her so she might more easily speak with the Daimyo. She lay sphynx like on a pile of soft furs, with a bongo pelt draped over her back.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.