we all survive in our own little ways

He vaguely reminded the Empress of Rosemary with his color scheme. He was built heavier, if not shorter. Still, he was a handsome creature. Not that Belle would consciously acknowledge the fact. She looked down her nose at him as he turned around and offered his gilded gaze to her. She finally took notice of the carcass.

Her hackles lowered as she realized what he said, he’d brought Ashen a gift. He’d been turning to leave when she’d caught him at the border. She was a little suspicious he was assuring her of its lack of poison, but his demonstration of its validity would be enough for the she wolf. As long as he didn’t fall over dead. The excitement did well to release her from her sorrow, she diverted her attention to him easily.

”Then you have my thanks.” She told him, half waiting on some kind of ransom demand from the striped wolf. Lilac gaze stared at him for a few long moments. ”What would it take to convince you to drag it where my pack stays now?” She asked, curious if she could get more free labor from him or if he’d need repaid.