Greedy Bones

He drew her closer and Bellamy let her face press against his body. Before, the thought of anyone holding her like this would have terrified her. But now Bells clung to it, needed it desperately, and she was thankful for him. Sparhawk was helping ground her troubled mind. She listened to his confession and gave a whine.

“If the Gods and Divine are... as good as they say… they will offer... mercy... for those who try...” She didn’t want to believe that those who had lived a bad past were condemned to only ever being in the bad place. “Celeste will fight her husband Nox... for children who try to fight the light… give them a chance…” It was the first time she had spoken to anyone about the Divinities of her homeland. “Erebos and Celeste know too… you won’t… suffer alone.”

She managed to relax a little more as he said he might stay. Her tail began to wag some, and she let out a little laugh. “Me too…!” If helping him with firewood would convince Sparhawk to stay then Bells would help.

His next words had Bellamy grow quiet for a time. She focused on her breathing, swimming in what thoughts she could form, before she spoke again.

“Freedom.” She spoke the single word suddenly.

“Freedom… for all…” She yawned.

“What I want… to fight… for…” She snuggled against him again and got comfortable.

“Morning though…” She was sleepy.

“Ni’... Sparhawk…”