you could haveit all, my empire of dirt

After Deathbelle spoke with Sirius she was beginning to realize she had been slacking with her children’s futures. They should have been deciding on their paths they would take in the future. They needed to be placed with their mentors. Most importantly Ashen’s heir would need to be decided. Her natural instinct was to name Venom. She was the eldest most importantly but she was also highly blessed and capable. However, she didn’t want the rest of the litter feel like they were stuck behind Venom. Perhaps she would allow the heir position to be challenged.

Deathbelle thought on her course of action as her dainty paws brought her to the meeting spot within the rocks. The red walls were bathed in blue with the moonlight. The sky was slowly returning to Boreas. The Empress reclined on her raised dias and threw back her head to call out for her children. She expected them to appear before her with haste, and the seriousness of their conversation was conveyed through the sternness in her voice.