Fulfilling promises

Deathbelle kept her nocturnal ways even now as her life changed so much. No longer Empress, no longer the center of the known universe, Dethbelle was a much different woman. Now she was heavily pregnant, due to give birth any day now, as she followed the call of her leader. Deathbelle settled easily into a more secondary position, the stresses of life were reduced but her feeling of importance was greatly diminished. Even the father of her children couldn’t devote his life fully to her.

There were many regrets that lingered with the aging woman, and they had begun to weigh heavier on her as time went on. Like the weight of the children developing within her belly. Belle waddled forward, thankfully Recluse held the meeting somewhat close to her current den so she didn’t take very long to appear at her niece’s call.

Her ivory splotches glowed in the moonlight as she did her best to make herself comfortable. The task was difficult these days, but her attention was fully on Recluse.