Am I... alright?
Bellamy/gav
You're not feeling so well...
Bellamy
Master Fighter (290)
Master Intellectual (254)
Berserker
age
9 Years
9 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
01-16-2023, 07:19 PM
Bellamy had reached out to Manea in Elysium, heading to their borders to talk with the purple-furred Martirach. The meeting had been pleasant, and Bells had hope for the future. Saga was secure, Ethne was slowly growing, and it seemed that everything was moving in the right direction. She had even tested Bae-Syl, and had plans to try and convince him to come to Ethne. He clearly cared for her daughter, more than either of the two young adults realized, and Bellamy couldn’t help but wonder if grandpups might be on the horizon. How fun would that be? Not only did she have her second litter this year, but if you asked her when her children were born if she thought she might be a grandmother any time soon the answer would have been no. The woman was reaching The Bifrost when the sound of shouting reached her ears. The owner of the voice was young, a child, and Bellamy’s ears lowered. A little one? Lost? Bellamy hurried along, and it didn’t take her very long to spot the young one. He was mutated, his tail that of a big cat, and he looked as if he had been lost in the water. He looked so pitiful, and the woman slowed as she drew closer, calling to the pup. “Hey there,” She frowned, furrowing her brow. “Do you need a paw to find your loved ones, little one?” Bellamy asked, coming to a stop a couple of feet away. “My name is Bellamy, Leader of a pack called Ethne. What’s your name?” |