i know you like i know my reflection

They were like two spring calves, eager yet hesitant as they tested the boundaries of this new world. Neither wolf were strangers to the pleasures of body and heart, but it seemed like this experience was so much different. Deathbelle was still very raw, and Hannibal had no desire to push her too hard. The Empress was enjoying the teasing hesitation and uncertainty. His presence was a comfort and a distraction but also good for her heart. Belle already knew how much he cared about her and how far he was willing to go for her. The path towards what they wanted would be an enjoyable one to follow.

His attention was fully upon her and she basked in his company. She didn’t feel the loneliness that crept over her after giving up Iolaire. There was a warmth for Hannibal in her core that she wished to tend and grow. She smiled shyly as they begin their journey and he offered to take her pack, while she was bumping his shoulder affectionately. As they went a comfortable silence settled over them for a long moment. Deathbelle just liked walking beside the albino ghoul.

”Scout the lands, I know Sirius has been keeping a close eye on our intended permanent home.” She wanted to honor Archon by taking the shrine he could not gain control of in life. ”My main goal might have been just to get you alone.” She offered him teasingly, trying to allow herself to let go. She didn’t want to worry about the future, only enjoy the moment she had Hannibal to herself. To get lost in the moment and live in the present.

Deathbelle nipped at his cheek playfully and raced ahead, her ivory tail flagging at her shapely hips. Delicate paws carried her forward as she laughed, a carefree song that hadn’t graced her lips in a long time. Her thin frame danced over the bank of a slow moving river when her right front paw sunk into an unexpected hole. Her wrist was twisted and as she cried out in pain, her body was sent tumbling into the water after losing her balance.

It was shallow at least and there was no danger of her being swept away, but she was quickly soaked to the bone along with her pack. Sputtering, wet, and now nearly freezing cold she struggled to her remaining three legs.