when can i see you again

As she told her story, she could see the range of emotion playing across Deathbelle's face. It bothered Io a bit. She didn't want anyone to feel sorry for her. She lived through it all. She was stronger for it. Cynical and vastly uncaring most of the time, but stronger. She could fake pleasantness like no other. A pretty little mask for all to see and believe. If she didn't want you to see her emotions, you wouldn't. It was different with Belle though. The woman had shown her true emotion and so she had shown emotion in return. Maybe she was just being moody from exhaustion. Hmm.

When Belle stammered Iolaire grinned. She liked throwing the woman off of her game. Deathbelle was well put together. In control of herself. To see her so flustered was very cute. With another grin, Io moved back onto the pile of furs. She lay down beside the woman, forelegs curled beneath her chest like a cat. "I'm glad as well." Reaching out, Io stole a quick kiss. The drink had given her a bit of energy. And now that she had closed the memory vault, her expression changed from one of hardened sadness back to her normal, confident grin.

"What on earth will we do with one another, eh?" It was a soft question. Iolaire cast Belle a side eye, looking at the dame's sweet face. A real relationship may not be in the cards, she thought. But, while they could, they could enjoy each others company. She would always have a soft spot for the woman. No doubt though, Deathbelle would have to find a consort. Make some more puppies to rule her lands. Iolaire was many things, but she wasn't a third wheel. When that happened, she would go her own way. For now though, she was content to spend her time with the woman. As much time as they both needed.