once upon a dream

Deathbelle couldn’t help but feel like she was being a drag on the Armada healer, but she made her point when she went so far as to offer up a place to sleep if she so wished. Belle couldn’t deny that the offer was tempting. She wasn’t as close to Iolaire as they had once been, and she knew they would never be that close again. Still, Deathbelle cared deeply for her and didn’t wish to disturb anything. ”It’s always a comfort knowing I have you to lean on.” She returned softly as she aimed to sneak in an affectionate nuzzle. Io still managed to make her heart beat fast.

The healer bid her explain about her son further, offering her own observations on the new litter of the Armada. ”He’s distant.” All of her children besides Chimera had been snuggly and loving, but he was a loner and barely tolerated her touch. ”Not that that is a problem itself, but it’s deeper. Like he has trouble connecting to those around him or care about him. She offered her observations, remembering the one side conversation they had when she took him on patrol.

”Siren’s odd behavior worries me less. She’s so small I don’t feel like she could ever get in trouble. So far it only seems like she sees colors around wolves, though I’m near convinced its her eyesight. She says it’s only in her silver eye.” Which was likely not fully functional in its capabilities. ”Do you have some tea for stress?” She asked as olaire offered refreshments.