just here for the pie

Deathbelle settled into the den she shared with her children as the sun rose above the horizon. Soon the five of them would be leaving her side and choosing their own places to sleep. She hoped that the Empire would be settled into the permanent home that she and Sirius had scouted so long ago. The volcano would surely finish its temper tantrum soon, and the pack would put down some real roots.

The Empress curled up on the plush furs that made up her royal bad. She missed the palace she birthed her children into, but she hoped they wouldn’t have need to return there. They would have a new beginning in the east and Ashen would thrive. If only they would get there. She was beginning to drift off into a nap when she heard her only son’s sweet voice at the entrance of the den.

Belle lifted her head from dainty paws with a soft smile as her ivory tail wagged slowly against the fur beneath. Plague was already huge, at almost nine months old he was taking on his father’s height. ”My son,” she greeted warmly, leaning back to offer him a place beside her. The pups were getting too big for snuggles, but she would offer the option to him either way. ”Will you come sit with me?” If he sought her out for something more specific she would gladly take to her paws for him.