Secret Youth [Deathbelle]

Deathbelle was forced from her den around midday, she was starting to feel a bit miffed at how often she had to pee. Her pups were quickly realizing how much fun it was to use her bladder like a trampoline. She sighed with exasperation as she made her way from the palace, oddly alert for what hour it was. Belle made her way to the border, might as well use the excess urine for something useful. The Empress started on a midday patrol, something she usually left for Sirius or Hannibal.


She relieved herself and made her way around the border, finding herself at the lake. She would loop around and return to her den for the rest of her sleep and return to her duties when the night returned. She couldn’t help but notice Hari’s form however, and made a bee-line for him. Her older brother was turning into a Samurai she could really trust, he remained by her side and was obviously serious about his training. Belle carried her quickly growing form towards him quietly. The sand muffled her steps as she crept up on him.


Belle aimed to return his actions of the days previous, Her form coiled and sprang, aiming to grasp hold of his tail with her jaws and give him an uncomfortable nip.
"speak."