we all survive in our own little ways

His answer was easy enough, and he sounded honest as he announced his title. She nodded slightly in acknowledgement. ”That’s a long time.” The comment was innocuous enough. ”My name is Deathbelle Klein,” he hadn’t asked but manners stated she should return the answer. ”Empress of Ashen.” Lilac gaze didn’t leave him as he quickly shifted his quarry, she nodded again as he spoke and led the way from the border.

”The way is not long, lucky for you.” She told him, trying to fill the void of silence. Only the sound of nature and the carcass over the ground. Deathbelle would easily slip back into her sorrowful thoughts if she didn’t focus on her duties, or a conversation. With her ears swiveling on her crowned head to keep a look out for danger so her eyes strayed over the horizon and back. She might have looked nervous to the onlooker, but she had to go all out or lose control.