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Bellamy
Master Fighter (290)
Master Intellectual (254)
Berserker
age
9 Years
9 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
05-02-2023, 09:49 PM
Ooc: Set a couple days prior to Gavroche’s murder for timeline’s sake.
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She was rested, she had gone to the Armada, poked over to Avalon… but more than anything Bellamy was glad to be home with her pack and family. In Auster winter was approaching, and her mate was busy planning a last good harvest of herbs for them to store during winter. Bellamy was grateful for his knowledge and diligence… if it weren’t for him she was sure she’d just… ignore any injury she got, to be honest. Even in her youth she wasn’t the best at cleaning them. It was a miracle of the Divinities she didn’t die from infection before meeting Gav. She had left him figuring out how to best separate and store those items as she left for a patrol of the Falls. She was sure Dag would be around as well. Both of them were capable fighters. It left her feeling more confident in the pack’s safety. So she could patrol for a while, then work with her son, Alexander, to see how the live trappings the Armada wanted were going.
Speaking of… a howl at the border caused Bellamy to blink. It wasn’t time yet… So who was calling for her this time? There was no aggression in the howl, no feeling of danger of dread. At the very least a reasonable wolf would be waiting for her it seemed. Bellamy set off at once, curious to see who might await her.
A young woman, a bit older than Lucy, waited at the borders. Bellamy approached with confident yet welcoming posture, offering the waiting femme a warm grin as she closed the remaining distance. “Welcome to Ethne. I am Bellamy of Foi, the pack’s leader.” The scent was a touch faded from the journey, but the same sort of scent that clung to Sirius when he arrived was also on this woman’s coat. Bellamy tilted her head to the side a bit. “We were expecting a visit from the Armada, though this is a bit sooner than I expected. To what do we owe the pleasure?” She would wait to see why the woman had come and, if she was in no rush, offer her a place to rest within Ethne should she so choose. The distance between Armada and Ethne was quite the hike after all!
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She was rested, she had gone to the Armada, poked over to Avalon… but more than anything Bellamy was glad to be home with her pack and family. In Auster winter was approaching, and her mate was busy planning a last good harvest of herbs for them to store during winter. Bellamy was grateful for his knowledge and diligence… if it weren’t for him she was sure she’d just… ignore any injury she got, to be honest. Even in her youth she wasn’t the best at cleaning them. It was a miracle of the Divinities she didn’t die from infection before meeting Gav. She had left him figuring out how to best separate and store those items as she left for a patrol of the Falls. She was sure Dag would be around as well. Both of them were capable fighters. It left her feeling more confident in the pack’s safety. So she could patrol for a while, then work with her son, Alexander, to see how the live trappings the Armada wanted were going.
Speaking of… a howl at the border caused Bellamy to blink. It wasn’t time yet… So who was calling for her this time? There was no aggression in the howl, no feeling of danger of dread. At the very least a reasonable wolf would be waiting for her it seemed. Bellamy set off at once, curious to see who might await her.
A young woman, a bit older than Lucy, waited at the borders. Bellamy approached with confident yet welcoming posture, offering the waiting femme a warm grin as she closed the remaining distance. “Welcome to Ethne. I am Bellamy of Foi, the pack’s leader.” The scent was a touch faded from the journey, but the same sort of scent that clung to Sirius when he arrived was also on this woman’s coat. Bellamy tilted her head to the side a bit. “We were expecting a visit from the Armada, though this is a bit sooner than I expected. To what do we owe the pleasure?” She would wait to see why the woman had come and, if she was in no rush, offer her a place to rest within Ethne should she so choose. The distance between Armada and Ethne was quite the hike after all!
Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.