'Til I Collapse

Bellamy · 03-11-2023, 05:11 PM

There had been a lot for Bellamy to reflect on lately - some of it good, some of it okay, and some of it things she would rather not have to acknowledge at all. She was slowly making her stance on the packs of Boreas and Auster known, meeting with Artorias of the Hallows near his lands and entertaining a visit from Sirius of the Armada. While one of those relationships seemed to be more promising than the other she at least could confirm that they hadn’t made any additional enemies at this time. Yet, at the same time, there were no alliances formed with the pack. Alliances at this point seemed more like a dream and Bellamy had decided to let go of the idea. For now, she just wanted to know what pack could be a potential threat. At the end of the day, though they had been an official pack for a little while, Ethne still had a lot to prove. Asking for an alliance was a big step and, especially with so little known about them, it didn’t seem reasonable to expect any pack to consider the idea. On the bright side though they had several packs as options for trade and friendly stances with most of them. It gave her hope for a promising future.

But… there was a shadow that hung over the Leader. An event in which a starved tiger chanced crossing their borders and made an attempt on her daughter Haydée’s life had shaken the woman more than she cared to admit. Blinded by the fact they had borders now she had fallen into the trap of security and belief that, with them, her members, her family, would be safe within them. A hope that had been shattered when Hay was grabbed. Though the tiger was brutally dealt with by Bellamy herself, and their wounds had been healing, the woman was still shook by the event. She hadn’t felt such rage in so long, true and blind rage, tearing into the flesh of an enemy mercilessly and viciously… and… more importantly… she had become terrified that she might lose one of her pups this time. Truly lose them in a way they couldn’t come back from. That alone had caused the Leader of the pack to withdraw and become heavily attentive to their borders.

Bellamy had started to neglect herself… and she was sure her family was growing worried. Her companions certainly were. After brief amounts of sleep, never near what a wolf would need to feel truly rested, the woman would rise and set off to diligently patrol their borders in search of other predators, wolf or not. She stopped eating as much, if at all, and had been losing weight. Their numbers being low, and the fact that many of their members were children, were enough reason to stress the Leader of Ethne to no end. Could she have asked Fenix or Dagrún to assist her in the patrols? Of course she could have. Hell, they could have been doing such tasks already and the woman wasn’t even paying any mind to it. Her mind was constantly on alert, in a state of check, be proactive, protect her family. It was getting to a point that if someone didn’t force the woman to take a proper breather soon she was going to make herself seriously ill and be denbound for a while.

As Bellamy neared the edge of the falls, where the water cascaded over the edge, the woman came to a stop. There were bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. She’d been patrolling since before dawn and it wasn’t yet noon… yet she had no intention of going to sleep anytime soon. From this vantage point, however, she realized just how much of their territory she could see. Bells lowered her rump to the earth and flicked her ears back a little as her gaze sought any of her children that were out of the den. She just wanted her family, her pack, to be safe… no matter the cost.

"Speech" 'Thought.'

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