Hela was grumpy today,with little patience for anything at all.Her unexpected encounter with Samara and her "lovely" child had brought her some forgotten feelings. She was her sister,her littermate after all and she had all the right to worry about her, when she went missing Hela herself was desperate to find her.But well it seemed Samara got herself some fun in life, procreating with whoever knows. Sighing with annoyed force she was on a nocturnal patrol, taking her time. Most if not all the Kleins were used to do most of their activities under the night, Albino curse was on here. Hela was one of the few who didnt held such a feature, she was dark pelted, only her eyes remained of albinism but not at all. And thus she could do her stuff during day and night. She walked with a cold expression pasted on her eyes, welcoming the silence that reigned in the pack at this time.'This sucks,' Their stupid loss in the raid sucked and a lot.She was still angry with herself. "Fucking rats" She whispered as she frowned her blossom pink eyes. "Speak"

She’d been meaning to corral Hela since the raid, knowing that she’d taken her loss as personally as Venom had. A loss could deal a great blow to those with much pride. However, Hela had shown her worth and had the scar to prove it. Deathbelle had been successful in her retaliation and the man now wore the same scar. That gave her satisfaction but she knew her sister wouldn’t feel the same.

The night mostly hid her form, the streaks of moonlight littering her body shattered the illusion anywhere but the shrine. She blended in well with hur surroundings, along the same lines as Hela. Her sister couldn’t hide her scent though, and as Deathbelle reclined on her haunches near the water she knew she wasn’t so alone. The sound of a voice brought mismatched ears up in attention. ”Rat problem, Hela?” She asked curiously, though she wasn’t sure that the woman was speaking of actual vermin.

She sighed annoyed with her position,with how things had gone the last weeks. Those pests who dared to Raid them were now in her list of individuals she wanted dead.She growled in the low as she huffed in an intense manner. But well, someday they would have their chance to revenge and make them pay,pay for the mistake of wronging the Ashen empire,one that will prevail in a way or another. But as she walked,her sister approached her way.  ”Rat problem, Hela?” Her anger soothed with the image of her sister,she took a deep breath changing her expression of anger to one more of hers, with a smirk. "Oh, the rats I am speaking about are those who raided us." She explained taking a seat. "And how have you been? How is your mind now?" Asked remembering their last conversation over the empire's future and other trivial matters. "Speak"

Hela’s expression changed as she turned her attention to the floral adorned Empress. Deathbelle smiled softly at her sister, letting the pride radiate off her. She had fought bravely in the raid and it was much more than she could say for a few wolves who were supposed to be in the pack. wolves she was supposed to be able to rely on. If they couldn’t pull their weight they didn’t belong in the Empire.

Her Samurai had shown her worth though, and right now that was what the Empress intended to focus on. It seemed her sister’s mind was on the raid as well. Those that dared to attack them had been the rats she spoke of. The infestation would need to be dealt with sooner or later.

”Ah yes, the raid.” She hummed thoughtfully as her tail lashed out in her frustration. ”Hela I’ve been thinking about your commitment to your position, and your loyalty to our name and to the crown. With Hannibal gone again,” she hated to say it, she wanted so badly to believe in her brother, her love. ”I want to offer you the position of Daimyo.”

|"Speak"| She waited patiently for Belle's response,keeping the smirk on her dark lips, feeling the anger fading with the cool wind of that spring's night. How could she be angry with her lovely sister? She had to smile,ven if it was to be faked in order to make her sister feel well around her and avoid unnecessary worries over her stuff yet to deal with. ”Hela I’ve been thinking about your commitment to your position, and your loyalty to our name and to the crown. With Hannibal gone again," Her sister began, mentioning Hannibal at last.Well she didnt really had a deep bond with her older brother,she felr closer to Belle and Hari than others of their family, but she still bore the responsibility of taking care of everyone carrying her name and blood, including Samara the missing head of Ashen. But as Deathbelle continued up to offering her a position as Daimyo,a soft but intsne smile formed into the Samurai's lips. "It shall be my honor to be your Daimyo,ill honor this title with hard work and keeping up with supporting the empire." She said with honesty.