when violet eyes get brighter

Deathbelle might have walked right past the yearling had she not said anything. The Empress paused, her features turning towards Motif and her kneeling form. She raised a brow, having almost fully allowed Zee to take on the training of the young wolf. She was much more subservient than a student of her servant would be. Belle raised a brow, but couldn’t waste time thinking about it too much.

”Young one.” She replied, looking at her with curiosity, wondering how she might put the girl to work. ”Do you know herbs?” She asked directly, wondering where the tall yearling’s skills lie.