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Artorias



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Bellamy

Loner

Master Fighter (290)

Master Intellectual (254)

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age
9 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
460

Samhain 2022Statue 4 WorshipScarredVengeanceCritical Observation!1K
Christmas 2019Trick 2019
03-11-2023, 08:40 PM


At least there was some good news to look forward to and plan for. With both Elysium and The Hallows planning to set time for their children to meet and interact, her children would be given the chance to socialize with those that Ethen were friendly with. It would be a good opportunity for them to make friendships and see how other packs might differ. Bellamy gave an eager nod of agreement, only for Artorias to unknowingly bring up a request that had the older woman smiling. “No kidding? My oldest, Lucette, has a fondness for exploration as well. You and your daughter would be welcome to come visit us. Just give a howl at the borders to let us know when you arrive so someone can come meet with you and lead the way.” The woman felt her tag give a small wag behind her. “Should you guys ever take a trip to Northern Boreas Luce told me of a territory by the name of Waterfall Peak out that way. Another lovely scenic area featuring a waterfall to consider for the future.” According to Lucy it had been one of the very first places she and Bae-Syl had visited when they came to Boreas.

Unfortunately the additional information he shared about Medusa’s actions did not help improve Bellamy’s opinion on the woman’s actions. Yearlings… Pups… she felt her stomach churn. Could Medusa be turning into the sort of leader Keno Kedieo had once been? A tyrant who cared so little for life? It raised more red flags in the woman’s mind. That split feeling of wanting to be proactive and stop this before it grew into a worse problem, but also the duty to her own holding her. Her own children were still babies. They needed her. Even Lucette, who was nearing adulthood, was nowhere near mature enough to be without her parents. Bellamy growled with frustration. She agreed with Artorias though. Whatever Recluse had done to the woman… her own actions in becoming an alpha had been far more monstrous and evil. Evil actions bred evil actions…

But good things came out of this meeting. She and Artorias seemed to get along well, and the woman could be happy for that. She allowed herself to relax a little, giving a firm nod of agreement. “I believe that we will.” She followed his gaze toward the castle, to the place The Hallows called home. It was an impressive structure, and undoubtedly a pride of his pack, a literal symbol of the sanctuary The Hallows offered. Ahh but then there was another question that peaked her interest. Bells glanced back at the Aegis, curious. “Not actively,” The woman admitted. “I tried it once in my youth when I met a stranger back then. It was pleasurable.” Sparhawk… it had been quite some time since she’d thought of the man. Was he still alive? Was he well? Hmm…

“We would be happy to accept the gifts and see what mastery your wife has with the drinks. There’s only a couple adults in our pack, but one of them is a viking. I’m sure she’ll have more knowledge on them then I would.” Bells gave a light laugh. From the limited knowledge she had of the culture she hoped that Dag would like them anyway. Speaking of, Bellamy remembered that she had Gav’s bag with her. “It is funny you mention gifts, actually… I’ve brought my husband’s bag with me to give your pack some of our extra herbs and some feathers, should you fancy them in crafting.” There was warmth back in her features, a wide smile on her face as she grew relaxed again and her tail wagged behind her. “And when you and your daughter visit us we’ll make sure you get the chance to try and bring back some of the rock candy that grows within the cave. It’s the sweetest treat I’ve ever discovered. The kids really like it.” The Leader chuckled softly. “With your permission and lead, Artorias, I’d love to bring these gifts to a safe place for your pack. I’m afraid if I don’t return without my mate’s bag though he might be a little sad.”

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