Deathbelle v Calamity

Much like Plague had, but with much more anger, Calamity cried herself out in her mother’s arms. Belle stroked her daughter’s fur and nuzzled her cheek softly as she cried and the she wolf would whisper sweet nothings into the child’s ear as she aimed to comfort the mourning pup. Tears fled from the Empress’s eyes as well and she allowed herself to miss Archon’s strong presence. She wanted him beside her, but that would never come true. She sighed heavily as Calamity finally began to recover and pushed her head against her mother’s chin to admit her weakness.

”I wish I could grant you contentment for the rest of your life, but there will likely be much tragedy for you to face.” She offered her daughter the harsh truth. ”It’s good to have emotion though, if we didn’t have these rough emotions how could we appreciate the ones that feel good?” She knew her love for Archon had been real by how painfully she felt his loss. ”Soon, dearheart.” Deathbelle answered quietly, unsure when the pack would be allowed to return to their home.