Deathbelle hadn’t quite been put on restrictions due to her pregnancy yet, however close she was to receiving them. The weeks were flying by, and soon the she wolf would give birth to the next generation of Kleins. It was off the Empress was out during the daylight, she was usually a nocturnal creature, but with her routines thrown out of whack so thoroughly with her current state it wasn’t entirely surprising to see her patrolling when the sun was up. The day was uneventful thus far, until she came across the breach in her border.
Pregnant belly forgotten the Klein Empress felt her hackles raise and her lips pull back in a snarl as she felt the fury of offense in her border being crossed. She howled once for Sirius, and any wolf who wished to come to her aid. Belle raced after the trail and towards the lake, her gaze eventually falling on the slim form of a she wolf. She was colored darkly, and was obviously effected by the desert heat. The Empress didn’t accept that as an excuse however. "Take one more step, and your life is forfeit." Deathbelle growled as she came up behind the trespasser.
"Speech"
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
