looking forward

Deathbelle walked slowly over the beaches that lined the mountainous island that held the palace. The moon washed over the tropical island as the Empress made her way around the perimeter. She tried to keep her mind quiet as the night, with the colder temperatures the sounds of the crickets and sights of the lightning bugs were long gone. The woman sighed softly into the night, her dainty paws carrying her forward and leaving perfect paw prints in the sand.

For a moment she thought about the future, finding it painful once more. She had to give more thought to the succession of the throne. When was the appropriate time to step down> Did she want to step down? Should she keep her title for life? There were many questions and just as many possibilities. Did she want to relax and retire from the pressures of her responsibilities? The Empress shook her head as she tried to rid the thoughts from her mind.