Here comes this rising tide

Deathbelle didn’t expect her family to mourne with her and her children. They didn’t know Archon as she did, a few of them hadn’t much approved of him to begin with. However, no one would chastise her own sorrow. She’d lost the other half of herself, and moving on hadn’t been easy. At the very least, Hela could commiserate with Belle’s children. They all knew what the loss of a father felt like. Her children were quite a bit younger than she was when Hamiclar passed, but the pain was all the same and very real.

They couldn't dwell on their loss forever though, and despite Deathbelle’s sorrow she knew there were duties to attend to. Responsibilities that didn’t care how much her heart hurt. Hela was quick to move on, but she had never been an emotional wolf either. ”Yes, Hela?” She asked and allowed her curiosity to show through her voice.