The girl cuts in, defending her mother, but this time instead of a harsh gaze Bellamy’s look turns sympathetic. The boy seemed to understand, but the girl did not. The albino male tells the girl that her mother didn’t want her, a harsh truth, particularly for a child, and Bellamy sighs. “Not all wolves are good, little one.” She looks away, a reminder that she, herself, isn’t the best wolf crossing her mind.
Divinities above… will this be a mental battle she fights for the rest of her life? That is what she deserves though, isn’t it? Fenix had arrived as well, but rather than remain engaged with the other wolves, Bellamy’s mind began to drift, her green gaze taking on a faraway look. She would let Hay handle them joining… it is her daughter who is more-so in charge than she is. At least to Bellamy that is the truth… what is she, other than just a weapon? Something meant to destroy? That gaze falls to her paws.
Was she really any different than the mother these children had? Would she, too, one day die at the fangs of another wolf in a death match?
"Speech," 'Thought.'
Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.
Berserker
