Did You See That!?

The consequences of the raid, of her fights, had Bellamy choosing to spend some additional time in her den. The woman was sore, and Lucette had been firm in the fact that she needed to rest to heal her injuries… particularly the maim she had endured. It was not the first time she had been maimed in battle and Bellamy was certain it would not be the last. Ironically, the maim she had endured against that girl was a mirror to the maim she had suffered when she fought Ignis. Memories of the day she fought him, of the promise she had made with Bae-Syl, and everything that had occurred during her journey to create Ethne played in her mind.

Bellamy recognized she wasn't a perfect wolf. She had made mistakes and could be viewed by many as the monster she had once believed herself to be. Once believed herself to be? The thought brought a scoff from Bellamy’s lips. No, Bellamy had never stopped believing she was a beast. She tried to shelter her children from this fact, and had hidden much of her bloodied past…Even as a slave of the Kedieo Empire Bells knew she had a choice. A choice to either obey orders… or give up her life. And because she was a coward to face death she had done unspeakable and unforgivable things. No amount of trying to change that would erase that past. No matter the good she did now, she would always fuck up and make things worse again… that was just how things were.

Head on her pillow, Bellamy sighed softly. She worried for Gavroche, Ikuchi, and Hay. She is worried about what would come of this raid… and yet she felt she was right to defend her home. It wasn't as if a wolf woken in the middle of the night would ask invaders if all they were after was a resource, right? She had not recognized any of them… and yet she couldn't help but feel that maybe she should have. The woman shifted, moving to a sitting position on her bed of furs. There was something else tugging at her heart too, gaze pulling to the little grooves in the wall where Gavroche had once stored and sorts herbs.

“Maybe if you were still here… I could have controlled myself better.” Gav had always known how to help her…

The call of her adoptive daughter came from the main part of the cave and Bellamy rose, moving to swing the hide back and beam at her little one. “Saga,” The bear was still growing, but Bellamy could not be prouder of her. She motioned with her muzzle. “Come in, sweetheart.” Besides, she hadn't had one on one time with her daughter in far too long. It was needed, and as far as Bellamy was concerned no matter how old or how big her children became she would always welcome her kids into her den.

"Speech," 'Thought.'