pre-dawning of a new era [ASHEN]

Deathbelle slipped through the white trees, perhaps not on the best side with many of the gathered wolves but she wouldn’t let anything stand between her and seeing her daughter crowned. Already Toxicity looked to be in charge of any ceremony they chose to follow through with. The once Empress tried not to be noticed, loath to pull any attention from Venom who deserved every bit of it. She could only hope and pray that the girl took her training well and led Ashen through a time of prosperity and expansion. She took in a deep breath and settled down by one of the trees, part of the group but also secluding herself. Her appearance a silent approval to the direction events had taken.