Broken, Broken Bells

Ooc:: Forgive long post guys! Just trying to get this moving since it's older.

Ears blinked as the woman brought out a grouse from the pack she had been wearing a few moments before. Curiously he sniffed, taking note how the feathered prey was already plucked... good. At her words though Ears spoke confidently.

"Bells will eat. Even if I have to convince her myself it's fine." He was sure the healer would understand his meaning; even if he had to take a bit of the grouse to show Bellamy it was safe to eat he would do so. He was willing to make any sacrifice it took if it meant that she'd be safe and happier... she deserved that.

"I'm going to do everything I can to help her." Ears spoke calmly, confidently, as his gaze shifted to Acere. The alpha spoke and he listened, frowning at his words. "If she flees with this injury she'll use lose of the leg at best. It'll get infected. I'm no healer but you can tell with how deep it is... and knowing how reckless she is? There is zero chance she'd be able to keep use of it like that." He gave a soft sigh.

He turned his head towards the den as he heard whimpering from with, a whine from Bells that he couldn't quite make out though he was sure she was pleading with Whiskers within the den. She was scared, so scared...

"Those damned beasts in Lyenne hurt her badly, Acere." His words were grave. "As much as she carries herself with pride Bellamy has a broken spirit. She reacts with aggression because she doesn't want to be a slave again. She has a heart if you can find it... but so many don't care to make that attempt... not with the damage done." His gaze softened as he remembered their meeting.

"She saved my life when we first met. Those "guarding" the slaves thought to use me for sport... but Bells stood her ground over me. She suffered a bad beating from multiple men, as tall as you though even bulkier... males who had nothing but darkness in their hearts. Not once did she cry. She didn't move, refused to let them get to me as she sheltered my body with her own." The devil spoke with admiration. "That's why I'll fight for her to get a happier ending. She is far more selfless than you'd think. She needs to find a place she can belong, with her own kind..." He frowned.

"...and any other alpha could have just enslaved her. Her worst fears could have come to life all because she doesn't understand due to the chaotic 'laws' of Lyenne. She doesn't deserve that." He shifted on his paws. "I'd like to ask we try at the very least to keep her here until she heals and aids your pack. I feel that maybe, just maybe this could be what she needs now. But only if she has the chance to see it and decide for herself." He glanced towards the den.

"I'm sorry to ask a lot of your pack... but it would mean far more than anything I could even begin to offer if you can help her." The devil felt odd. Being heartfelt like this was not his strong suit... but that was how much Bellamy meant to him. He would pick up the grouse once it was ready and went back into the den with hope for the best.

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Inside the den Bellamy had settled down onto her belly at long last. She was quivering still, her terror still clear as tears rolled down her cheeks and she whined, pleading with Whiskers to let her leave. The badger held firm, however, of the same mindset that she was lost... she was going to be a slave once more. She was aware of the voices outside, ears pinned against her skull as she shuddered.

"I want to go..." She whimpered.

"I want to go home…" Her words sounded so heartbroken that even Whiskers paused for a moment. The badger then pressed her nose to Bells' cheek, cooing to her comfortingly.

"Shhh child." She said softly.

She didn't know what Bellamy meant by home; they didn't have one. Unless she meant where she had grown up... not that the female had mentioned remembering her childhood prior to that day.

"It's going to be okay... we're going to get you fixed up and then, once we help out this pack, you can make your choice to stay or go." She smiled some as she spoke. "See? Even Acere has said it just now... you are a free wolf, Bells. Not a prisoner, not here... not anywhere ever again. It's okay."

Ears came into the den and set the grouse down near his friend and took a deep breath. "Why don't you try taking a deep breath? You can breathe in deep, hold your tongue in the middle of your mouth and keep the breath held in for seven seconds or so. Help clear your head, and then we can eat. Look, plucked and everything! You're probably starved." The devil hated trying to trick her... but if Bells knew the food was drugged, for her benefit or not, she'd never take it.

Bells did as suggested though her breath was only held for about half that amount of time before she reached for the prey. She tore into it hungrily, gobbling down the meat and herb mixture. It didn't take long for the herbs to take effect and for Bells to begin relaxing, most of the meal consumed before she set her head on her good leg and stopped shivering.

"You two..." She spoke softly to her companions.

"Please don't leave me... I..." She closed her eyes.

"I'm scared." Bellamy confessed.

Whiskers moved closer to her and laid by Bells side, leaving enough room so that when the healer came in she'd be able to get to the injured leg.

"We're not going anywhere, Bells. You're stuck with us."

"Yeah! We'll be a pain in your ass forever." Ears slipped into something more his nature, giving a cocky grin. "You'll never get rid of us."

This caused the she wolf to smile some.

"Good..."

"Oi! Drifa, Acere, I think you guys can come in now."

Bellamy tensed a little but gave a small nod when Ears looked at her. She'd trust her companions... even if she was afraid they would help make sure she saw the truth.