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07-24-2021, 01:26 PM
She was walking on clouds since Sirius helped her home a few nights ago, she still wasn’t quite sure it had been real. It felt like a dream, it was a dream, a dream that she had been ignoring for years and one she had clung to as a young she wolf. She thought that this perfect place beside Sirius had been lost to her. Now she belonged to him, her heart, mind, and soul yearned to be beside him. She felt alive again, like se really was his little phoenix risen once more. Life wasn’t a dull painful existence in which she sought the end. She wanted to see the next dawn, she needed to see Sirius’ face. Her thoughts were nearly constantly on him as she went about her daily duties, preparing to go start anew with the man she had loved from the very start.
There was no surprise he called for her while she was thinking about him. Deathbelle swiftly made her way towards the falls. A perfect meeting place away from the hustle and bustle of either pack. Delicate paws carried her swiftly forward, already smiling and she hadn’t even seen him yet. The once empress didn’t stop when he came into view, without hesitation she helped close the distance between them, anything to get touch him again. Emotions swirled and filled her, nearly spilling over in tears of joy. She’d been so low for so long even a taste of this happiness was enough to overwhelm her. Deathbelle clung to him, knowing this man had saved her life, he recreated her.
There was no surprise he called for her while she was thinking about him. Deathbelle swiftly made her way towards the falls. A perfect meeting place away from the hustle and bustle of either pack. Delicate paws carried her swiftly forward, already smiling and she hadn’t even seen him yet. The once empress didn’t stop when he came into view, without hesitation she helped close the distance between them, anything to get touch him again. Emotions swirled and filled her, nearly spilling over in tears of joy. She’d been so low for so long even a taste of this happiness was enough to overwhelm her. Deathbelle clung to him, knowing this man had saved her life, he recreated her.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.