we'll dance and sing till sundown

Deathbelle felt a need, she had to take her mind off everything. Her continued losses mostly, and the hope that Hannibal and the other missing members might return. She took a chance making her way to the battlefield, it was dangerous here being so close to the volcano. This was as close as she’d been to the site since her last trip with her husband. The hold within her ached heavily and she pressed onward with delicate paws.

More than a few tremors nearly knocked her off of her paws, but as she rounded a crest to look out over the dark wasteland the earth seemed to settle. As though she was meant to be here Deathbelle moved forward into the ominous plain. Standing tall she tilted back her head and called out for an opponent to find her.