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Dagrún



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Bellamy

Loner

Master Fighter (290)

Master Intellectual (254)

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age
9 Years
gender
Female
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05-06-2023, 10:58 AM (This post was last modified: 05-06-2023, 10:58 AM by Bellamy. Edited 1 time in total.)


Dagrún did pose an interesting question. Bellamy furrowed her brow, thinking. Which of her children seemed the most outgoing, that might be suited for such a role? “Corbin, perhaps. He already seems to have an interest in learning the ways of the land around him. Perhaps if I set him up with Lucy she could teach him the ways of using the land and stars to navigate… such things would be beneficial to such a rank, you know?” Not that Bells was eager to let any of her children leave the safety of Ethne… but they were growing, and before she knew it they wouldn’t be children anymore. She loved them all, but what would happen when they became young adults? Ready to start their families? Bellamy wasn’t sure she was ready for that.

Hearing the journey had inflamed the wound made Bells frown a little. “I understand. Honestly, if it wasn’t for Gav, I’m sure far more of my own wounds would be in a worse state too. Hell, about the only thing I would have done prior to meeting him is maybe wash them off. I’m lucky I didn’t die of infection somewhere along the lines.” Bellamy chuckled softly. Gavroche had truly changed her, and she was thankful for him. Without the tiny winged man, she would have been lost. He gave her a sense of direction, and purpose. She was grateful for him, for their family… a family years ago she never thought she would have.

“That sounds perfect. My mother used to tell me that while the stories she told might not be the whole truth, that tales often come from somewhere, inspired and spiced up or not.” As they picked their way down the path, Bellamy’s ears twitched. “Specifically the warriors, and the things they fought. I’ve seen some interesting beasts in my time, and it does make you wonder just… how far off those tales might really be… or if there is more truth to them then we realize.”

Once they were reaching the base of the falls, where the water hit that pool, Bellamy lifted her muzzle and gave a short howl to Gavroche. It took seconds before an answering howl, echoing off the walls of the cave, was heard. Perfect, he wasn’t far at all. The woman’s tail wagged behind her as she came to stop in front of the pool with Dag, turning to look at her. “He should be out any moment. You may lead to lay down though. Gavroche is well, fun-sized and I don’t think he’d be able to reach your shoulder otherwise.” The woman chuckled.

"Speech" 'Thought.'

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Mental health (particularly depression and anxiety) is extremely bad. Currently unable to handle IC conflict or conflict between characters, pack related or individual. I am struggling to post even simple things and will not be able to continue with thread if approached. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just can't right now.


Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.