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Bellamy

Loner

Master Fighter (290)

Master Intellectual (254)

An icon representing the specialty Berserker Berserker

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

Samhain 2022Statue 4 WorshipScarredVengeanceCritical Observation!1K
Christmas 2019Trick 2019
05-06-2023, 03:20 PM


Gavroche had left, telling her that he would be back after a quick peek around Cattail Creek, but Bellamy had decided to surprise her winged mate by trailing along after him. Wouldn’t he be surprised if she showed up and helped him with locating different spots for herb patches? The woman hummed to herself, in a good mood. Things were moving in the right direction for the pack. Bellamy was looking forward to spending some time with the little calico as well. She didn’t get to tease him and snuggle as often as she liked. Especially being an alpha, and a mother, the time for just the two of them could be few and far between.

But… Bellamy wasn’t expecting to catch other scents on the breeze as she caught up to Gav. The fur on the back of her neck stood on end and the woman frowned, flicking her ears back. A… tiger? She quickened her pace. The fact that it was a cub had not yet clicked in her mind. She felt worry, a feeling of sickness wash over her. But when she arrived on scene it was not to an adult, nor the bloodied form of her mate. She saw Gav, Bae-Syl, and… her eyes widened. That was a cub? A little cub… Bellamy frowned, slowly approaching, her eyes wide as she caught what Bae-Syl had to say.

Wait… was the cub…? Bellamy froze. “Oh fuck…” The woman cursed under her breath. It made sense now. The tiger, its poor shape… why she had dared come into Ethne at all… and now… now… Bellamy swallowed hard, stepped forward to make her presence known. The woman cleared her throat, trying her hardest not to look at the cub yet. “Having her leave… would be cruel...” Her voice was quiet as she looked at Bae-Syl, then to Gav, her ears lowered with guilt. “There… would be no risk…” Bellamy glanced at the little one with a whine.

“Little one… I’m sorry… but your mother won’t… be able to return to you...” Bellamy swallowed hard. She hadn’t realized the tiger had been a mother. She had been so blind to the fact her own daughter was in danger… Divinities forgive her…

"Speech" 'Thought.'

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.