i'm your only nephew >:|

The boy had no qualms to her name for title and he eagerly returned her greeting. He had no shortage of family within the confines of the Empire and if he assumed a wolf was related somehow he was probably right. His current project was spears, something she didn’t doubt when he said that his father had helped to teach him. Some of her fondest memories were of her brother crafting some kind of weapon or trinket. She was glad that his son would take on that similar attribute.

Deathbelle shifted slightly, making herself a bit more comfortable as she watched the boy work his magic. There was a content smile that played on her lips, seeing such an innocent young wolf learn and improve himself gave Belle a feeling of pride and peace. Like no matter what she did or what happened to her there was still a piece of purity when you looked.

”Not weapons anymore,” she answered him softly, head tilted slightly as she spoke to him. ”Mostly little tinctures or the occasional poison.” She offered him honestly, knowing his brother might have been more interested in those words than Askell.