Digging myself Down Deeper

There was some kind of recognition in the young girl and she visibly brightened despite her surroundings. She was tough, like her Klin heritage proved over and over again. Even with the loss of her mother and brother, Belle knew the pup would grow into a strong young woman. Deathbelle hovered over the child as she looked up at her and mentioned her poor brothers. ”With Gimli and your Father.” She offered quietly. As far as she knew Dutch had Godbrand. Of course she though Beryl had been with her mother as well. ”We’ll get you fed, get you cleaned up, and you’ll have a nice warm place to sleep after that.” She wasn’t sure if the pup would want to den with her brother or if she’d let Belle bring her back to the den where her own brood stayed with her.