I could've sworn we've met before

At the sounds of Sirius’s voice Deathbelle made her way towards the Warlord’s lands. She had been taking a little nap on her own in the palace. She was almost over the border when Bast found her and explained the situation as best she could. Deathbelle listened and felt as prepared as could be when the warlord and his guest came into view.

The Empress wore her polar bear pelt for the warmth it offered, but after the snow leopard explained what they were doing she was glad for it. The woman was no giant, but she held herself with poise and grace. Her dark lips pulled back into a polite grin as she came to a halt at the Warlord’s side. Ivory tail swayed at her hips as she offered the slaver a slight nod of her chin.

”Greetings, Gentlemen.” She spoke lightly as her lilac gaze shifted to Borias and she opened up the floor to him. ”I hear there are some deals to be made.”