Deathbelle lingered in the tide pools around the island, the darkness still reigned and the fireflies swarmed eagerly at the edge of the forest. The Empress felt an amused smile play at her features as her pregnant form waded out into the water. Apparently there were some pretty good fish out here. She had never fished at night, but knew there were many species that took to the darkness just as fondly as she did. Eagerly the woman made her way out to elbow depth water and stilled herself.
She stood silently and without moving for a long few minutes before the fish were used to her presence and began to inch towards her, curious about this new furry object in their home. Belle remained still until there were fish swimming freely between her legs. When the moment was just right Belle thrust her face into the water, mouth agape, as she sought to wrap her teeth around the fish beneath her.
"Speech"
Fished!
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
