Bellamy hadn’t expected company, but when the man and a small girl came over to her Bellamy could only offer a smile. Despite what had happened to the Raider girl, she did have a soft heart for kids. “Not a problem at all.” Her gaze flicked to the girl. “Hello sweetheart.” Her tail began to wag slowly. “My name is Bellamy of Foi, a member of Ethne.” Her gaze shifted back to the bracelet she was working with at her paws, trying the wind the hide around it now. “You smell of a pack, sir. Where are you both from?” It certainly didn’t hurt to have some conversation in the middle of the crafting… though Bellamy mentally cursed that she didn’t have some twine. Maybe she could tear the hide stripes up smaller and use that to hold the bracelet in place instead?
"Speech," 'Thought.'
Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.