feel your energy rush into me
06-11-2020, 03:51 PM
She couldn’t help but feel like something was the matter when he finally gave her his name, it was beyond the nervous energy from being in her presence. She tried to offer up a comforting smile as she led the way towards the palace. ”Maybe not,” the Empress agreed darkly. ”But Sirius would be cross if I let his wolf freeze solid.” She chuckled lightly, not offering any regret in taking him home.
The palace entrance wasn’t far from the bridge, and as Magnus offered his answer the doorway came into view. It was much easier to make out without the usual thick foliage around it. Winter was rough, but the ocean was warm enough to keep her archipelago warm enough for the tropical plants that lived here. Mismatched ears swiveled to take in his answer, a good one certainly. One needed purpose, and what greater purpose than to strengthen the name of the Ashen Empire?
Deathbelle nosed past the thick hide at the door and led the way into the main hall. It was furnished with all the comforts one might expect, plush furs, pillows. Deathbelle motioned for her tiny lemur to spark up a fire in the pit, a petite little harth beneath a vent in the ceiling of the cavern. ”A noble reason.” She muttered lightly as she gestured for him to make himself comfortable. ”Do you like tea?” Belle followed up as she took to a hidden cubby to pick out herbs to make a nice tea.
The palace entrance wasn’t far from the bridge, and as Magnus offered his answer the doorway came into view. It was much easier to make out without the usual thick foliage around it. Winter was rough, but the ocean was warm enough to keep her archipelago warm enough for the tropical plants that lived here. Mismatched ears swiveled to take in his answer, a good one certainly. One needed purpose, and what greater purpose than to strengthen the name of the Ashen Empire?
Deathbelle nosed past the thick hide at the door and led the way into the main hall. It was furnished with all the comforts one might expect, plush furs, pillows. Deathbelle motioned for her tiny lemur to spark up a fire in the pit, a petite little harth beneath a vent in the ceiling of the cavern. ”A noble reason.” She muttered lightly as she gestured for him to make himself comfortable. ”Do you like tea?” Belle followed up as she took to a hidden cubby to pick out herbs to make a nice tea.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.