feel your energy rush into me

Deathbelle didn’t feel like the future was in her favor any longer, she felt alone. More alone than she had in a long time. Delicate paws carried her lightly over the sands, the beach was cold and the wing whipped through her soft winter coat. She tried to keep her head up, but it hung at her shoulders as the moon shone down over her royal form.

Her inner circle seemed to be no more, and the Empress could feel her grip slipping. She felt the winds of change blowing and she could feel the time coming when she stepped down as the Klein Empress. She wasn’t as strong as she once was, and her structures of support were crumbling. Deatahbelle would accept her curse, as long as Ashen would continue to thrive through her daughter.

She slowed to a halt and settled back onto her haunches as lavender eyes turned up to the moon, a sigh left her dark lips and for a moment se prayed for guidance and for a miracle.