I Can't Stop, The Dogs Of War

Bellamy · 03-06-2024, 06:22 AM

There was no more time for doubts or regrets. Bellamy had made her choice, come what may, just as Acere had told her to do with Ignis she would see this through. With the raid ahead Bellamy had worn her snow leopard cape, placed her dagger’s sheath on the outside of a foreleg to carry the weapon into battle. A leader once more, the woman had promised herself she would fight the darkness that clouded her mind when she entered a battlefield. She could not let the weight and visions of her past cause her to make mistakes like the one she had made before.

Especially now, when Ethne would come to show that while they strove to do good, they had no qualms about retaliating when a threat rose against them. To others, perhaps, the Raiders coming in for a resource was normal. But to Bellamy, with the past she had, she saw only danger and those who would come again for more bloodshed. Ethne would now bow before them, or simply give them the satisfaction of victory. If the Raiders truly wanted a win, they would have to work harder against her pack than any other. She was tired of Ethne being viewed as easy pickings… and if it took bloodshed to prove otherwise? So be it.

Bellamy lagged behind the first wave of the raiding party. Her shoulder had healed enough, the injury no longer affecting her gait. On either side of the woman walked her dearest and oldest companions. Ears and Whiskers… the devil and badger were family. An honorary brother and mother figure. She trusted them to guide her if things went south out of the line of fire. But this, this was walking into the fire. The Raiders would not forget what she had done to one of their own. And Bellamy… she would not hide from their retaliation. Nor would she simply let them have it, either. Though she had been maimed once over the incident, Bellamy knew better than to believe they were “even” over the event.

You didn’t simply forgive someone for maiming a child.

…and she did not blame them for that, at least. She was the same, even with older children having been maimed. To judge these wolves for that would make her nothing more than a hypocrite. Bellamy was many things, but she would not hide from her wrongs.

Finally arriving on the battlefield the woman would find that the girl she had maimed was locked into battle with Haydée. Though she had accepted what had happened, it was still hard to look upon the colorful girl. Try as she may to hide it, to be “okay” with what had happened, there would always be a part of Bellamy filled with regret and sorrow for what she had done. As a mother, as another living creature, maiming a child had never been something she wanted to do, especially after she had earned her freedom. She had believed her days as a monster, of being a killer, were over… but had that been an illusion? A lie she told herself in an attempt at comfort?

Gaze would sweep the battlefield for free opponents. Green gaze would land on the man that had led the battle to her doorstep the last time, no doubt one of the leaders by his size, stature, and age… or at least that was the assumption Bellamy made. And… Ignis…

Seeing him, hearing the sounds of the fighting going on around her would trigger that heightened feeling of “kill or be killed” that had been locked within the woman. Battles for Bellamy had always been high stakes, and this one was no different. She sought blood, as did her pack, and no doubt the Raiders would retaliate with similar energy. She watched as sand mingled with soil, no, mud, in the darkness… Salt and the smell of rot filled her nose, the vision of the waves lapping the land beyond the two wolves she looked at suddenly pricked with branches and lilypads in the moving waves…

It was happening again.

She needed to engage before she lost sight of the opponent she wanted.

Bellamy kicked off against the sand, heading in a beeline for the male with the crystals growing from his back. With the armor he wore, a chest or shoulder attack would only be met with resistance, and so Bellamy had to plan her attack to not land there. A snarl ripped from her lips, lunging head on in her berserker style. Ears pinned, eyes narrowed, and jaws parted she threw herself toward the front of her opponent. She sought to lunge into her opponent, jaws going for the left side of Gilgamesh’s neck as she snapped her jaws at him in hopes of chomping down on the area and tearing through flesh. Her companions were rushing in after her too, each seeking to find a spot to attack on either side of the male once the two wolves were entangled.

Win or lose, the Raiders would have marks of the fact Ethne was here today.

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Bellamy vs Gilgamesh for Maim (Neck Scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bone dagger
Defensive Battle Accessory: Snow leopard cape
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: American Badger, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Mane - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Berserker

"Speech," 'Thought.'

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I Can't Stop, The Dogs Of War

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Bellamy