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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
06-06-2023, 08:37 PM


Gavroche’s death had been hard for Bellamy to process initially… but, seeing Lucette’s pups, and the seemingly mirror image of her mate among them, the woman had found some peace, a sense of hope filling her once more. The Goddess Celeste would not have forsaken such a kind, pure wolf. She had rewarded Gav not by bringing him among the stars, but by giving him a second chance, a chance with a family and home that would love him and protect him. That, and bringing the murderer to justice, had only soothed her soul. The woman had thought she might leave her own bloody past behind her, but she was starting to realize now that it was still part of her and, perhaps… it was better to embrace it. Not that she would become a mindless killer or anything, but she didn’t want to suppress who she was anymore. She could be true to herself without being a monster, couldn’t she?

The woman would trail to Boreas but she did not head for any of the packs. The news that her mate had fallen was something that she needed to share with others… especially Alexander who was still within Corbie’s care… but Bells was not ready to share that news with him yet. So instead her paws carried her toward the battlefield. She wasn’t entirely sure if she might find a fight there, at least, until she heard the call of a younger wolf. A yearling it sounded like. Bellamy hummed thoughtfully before shifting her path, adorned in her clout and wearing her dagger despite the heat of Boreas’ summer.

The young girl was a pretty little thing, likely soon on the way of worrying her parents as she caught the attention of potential romantic interests. Bellamy would widen her stance, dipping her head to the yearling. She smelled of Auster… could she be one of Artorias’ children? “Well met, young lady. I am Bellamy of Foi, Leader of the pack of Ethne. You are of the Hallows, are you not? Mind a friendly spar with me?” She would give the girl the option.

"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.