Believe Me, I'll Do It

Bellamy was not kept waiting long as a smaller woman, inky black with shades of gray, came along. The woman’s green gaze watched the woman come closer, seizing her opponent up. Just because a creature was smaller didn’t mean that they were a weakling… they could be just as capable as a creature her size, and Bells didn’t mind that. She smiled, waiting for the woman to come to a stop. She was curious to see what the woman would do, if she would take the first move, and was pleasantly surprised to see that whomever the stranger was they gave her the first move instead.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Bells rumbled. “Though, before we begin, I feel it only fair to ask… this is a mere spar. Do you wish for my companions to aide me, or shall we have a more fair fight and have just the two of us spar?” The larger woman tilted her head to the side as she posed the question, a curious light shining in her eyes. “...and, furthermore, if I may be so bold as to inquire your name? I am Bellamy, Bellamy of Foi.”

At her side Whiskers dipped her head towards the she-wolf. “...and I’m Whiskers, one of Bellamy’s companions. The devil over there is Ears.”