It ain't the speakers that bump hearts it's our hearts that make the beat

It had been a lot, and now that she had finished it all Bellamy felt the weight of her efforts weighing on her. But she would stay, she would listen, and she would give her pack as much time as they needed. Lucette and Bae-syl were more wrapped up in each other, but that was fine. They were young and well… not exactly mature yet. Bellamy would instead focus her attention on Dagrún and gave a grateful nod. “Thank you.” Simple words, but appreciative all the same. The alpha tipped her head to the Combatant, gaze thoughtful as she mentioned the gift she’d like. “I’ll see what I can find. I’m sure we can get something suitable!” The viking woman was quick to introduce herself to Nessie too, which Bellamy was grateful for as well. A good first step.

Gavroche was next to actually speak up, and Bellamy grinned down at him. “You know me too well.” His gift was the only item she had already requested, after all. Her gaze would shift toward Dorian next. She gave a nod. Coming up with a companion that could suit both his needs would be interesting. Something small, but agile would work best. Maybe not so good for raw power, but damage over time? Quick strikes that could add up? Hmm… Then her gaze shot to Alex. She chuckled softly. “The cat capes not doing it for you, son?” Her words, though growing tired once more, were light. This meeting… it was needed. To see everyone, to have everyone see everyone else.

Nessie wasn’t entirely sure on her item, and several other members were quiet. Her little Hay spoke up though and Bellamy gave her daughter, her heir, a nod. “You can count on it being something special.” She had an idea on an accent for the piece, too. The last to speak up was Beauregard, one of their newer members. Bellamy nodded to him as well. “Help gathering the materials for trade would be very beneficial, thank you. I am sure I can count on Bae-Syl to be diligent and handle the creek…” She glanced in his direction. She might have had higher standards for him overall… but considering the she-wolf he was half laying on, well, she needed to.

“And you are welcome to assist Dagrun while I take a couple days. I feel like I could sleep for a week… I know our pack is smaller but mighty, though. I will leave it to your capable paws.” A large yawn escaped her. “With that though… Meeting is over. Be good and try to stay out of trouble while I’m down. If anything is on fire get Gav and the kids to wake me.” She pulled away from her mate, gave him a small nuzzle, and started for the cave behind the falls. She needed sleep, and boy did it sound heavenly right now…