Tic for tak

Trapping a soul was a strange way to put it, and he appraised her curiously. He had a feeling she would turn tail and run if he told her even a small fraction of the atrocities he had committed in life. She was lucky, more so then she knew, that Deathbelle was a benevolent queen. Her rulership had begun to carve away some of hard corners of the brute. When her father had been king, it had not been uncommon for him to forcibly turn wolves into slaves, and kill others for upsetting the ruling class. Deathbelle had a much gentler approach in life, one that Zee and even Io seemed to agree with.

Sirius shrugged, thoughts tumbling to Dutch’s brood at the loners words. Had her children died after the earthquake? He did not know, but he had helped her search for them right up until she herself had vanished. Perhaps she found them and took them far away, or perhaps she gave up and left behind the world that held memories of what she had lost. He did not know, but he had not dwelled much upon her.

“It won’t kill us, there's ash in the air which settles over the greenery and kills much of the growth, so the herds don’t hang out there anymore. Huntings lean, and herbs are hard to find - that's about the extent of the danger if we stick to Sea’s Plain. If we go in much further well start getting into trouble” he explained