Until Lambs Become Lions

Bellamy had been resting, attempting to sleep off the maim that had taken a chunk from her shoulder. Sleep did not come easy. She thought of her meeting with Acere, knowing that once night came she would slip off to be with him again. Her emotions were a mess. Her actions more a regret of how it would turn on Ethne, rather than the regret of bringing harm to a child that had come to fight her own. At least that was where the emotions sat until she heard Haydee call for a meeting. A mandatory one.

The woman shot up, green gaze narrowing as a wave of unease rolled in her stomach. She moved too fast, damn near making her injury worse as she burst from the den just in time for Alexander to see her on the way to the meeting. After reassuring her son that she would be fine, they made their way to where the others were waiting. The tension, the smell of blood in the air, and how Dorian and Lucette were at her daughter’s side flipped a switch in Bellamy. No longer was there guilt. There was raw anger.

“Gav goes to take them herbs and they’ve the balls to hurt you?!” Bellamy is livid, tail lashing side to side. “We were wrong to believe they could ever be reasoned with…” Her tone shifts. She knows that neither side is in the right, that things just get messier, but to see her daughter harmed after her mistake. After she’d already been maimed for it once, that she would have given herself up so that this wouldn't happen. Bellamy shakes, fury in her eyes.

So they didn’t want their kindness? Thought they were easy? “Maybe we need a few more pelts at our borders…” While the last words are quieter, they were not a whisper, able to be heard by any wolf that paid her mind.

The raiders came expecting an easy battle… and Bellamy was willing to bring them a war.