Black Magic

Her thoughts shifted to Archon more often here in the shrine despite Deathbelle never having been in the territory with him at the same time. Though she felt nothing special about the land or the glowing waters she felt closer to her late husband here. The thoughts of the past lingered in her mind as she patrolled the borders when she heard her sister’s call. Mismatched ears perked eagerly as her ivory splashed form raced towards her sister.

Deathbelle grinned as Shiba came into view, she hadn’t seen her since Hannibal’s challenge. She didn’t hesitate to close the distance between them, eager to welcome her sibling back into the Empire. ”Shiba.” Her voice was relieved as she moved in to offer her affections.