ardent

expecting great things



Deathbelle

Loner

Expert Fighter (225)

Expert Healer (224)

age
Ghost
gender
Female
gems
20
size
Large
build
Emaciated
posts
1,106
player
KatG2

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Promptober 2019
03-23-2020, 07:56 AM
The symptoms were mild, and had Daedra not been there to push her in the correct direction Deathbelle might not have noticed the subtle changes in her body. However, once the idea was placed in her head Belle quickly accepted the truth. She kept the secret to herself for a few days, reveling within the knowledge that was sorely needed. Hope blossomed within her. After so much tragedy the promise of new life renewed her spark and smiles were easy to flaunt.

If she waited for much longer the Empress knew that Hannibal and the rest of her family would start to guess and make their own assumptions. After speaking to the father of her new litter the woman would gather the pack together. The pack was settling in better than she expected, but it was time to touch base.

The elegant woman relaxed easily within the palace, the morning was early and after a night of patrolling and putting out metaphorical fires. Hannibal would return to her soon she was sure, having him so close these days was marvelous. His near constant presence brought her peace of mind, and the love he showed her so freely made her heart swell. Finding happiness after so much turmoil was a miracle in itself, and as the days progressed Deathbelle could embrace an excitement that had nearly disappeared from her life.

Deathbelle’s onyx and alabaster form draped languidly over the plush furs thta covered the raised dias. Purposed as both a throne and public bed chamber. Deeper in the cavernous mountain lay a more private chamber for intimate moments, but for the most part the Empress remained here to be more accessible. Dea prepared a bit of water to wash her mistress’s paws as they waited for Hannibal’s presence.

Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.