who ya gonna call?

The once Empress stared out into the nothingness for a long moment, the feeling of longing only growing stronger as the nothing was ever more obvious. The veil between worlds was thin, but not enough that Deathbelle could see or hear her beloved visitor. Only little nagging feelings and the sound of her name on the breeze. The ivory splattered she wolf felt a shiver run up her spine, but not because it was cold. Her mismatched ears perked when she felt the nudge of a pebble at her feet. Again her purple eyes looked up to find no one in front of her. She was beginning to feel foolish now, but she could have sworn someone was trying to get her attention.

She sighed heavily, lingering for another moment before shaking her head and turning back to the feast. A face caught her gaze, but as she took a second look she realized her mind had played a trick on her. ”Hari…” She mused softly as she realized her eye had been caught by a dandelion and a blueberry and she thought she had seen her brother. The thought of him sent a shock through her and tears welled up into her eyes. Her heart clenched tightly as his memory flooded her thoughts and senses. ”I miss you.” Belle sobbed softly to the flower and berry.