"Don't you think it's, just... beautiful?"

Ever since she had first been convinced to step out onto the edge, Belladonna had been in love. Her affair with their territory had not been private, nor hidden, but she had never felt embarrassed about it. Always careful to stay close to home - why would she want to go anywhere else, anyway? - the young girl had never really met anyone from outside the pack who had not ended up joining them. The only wolves her own age that she knew was Datura and Adonis, the black boy that the nice lady had brought with her.

She was a nice lady... but a bit strange.

Fearless, the six-month old sat as close to the edge as she dared, the wind ruffling her fur just to tease her. She knew that she wasn't in danger so long as she wasn't stupid and push it too far. If she fell, after all, it would be her own fault - and oh, what a glorious way to go, with nothing around you but the rush of air...

Smiling broadly, innocently, she turned back to Naira, her tail wagging once in her merry abandonment. There was just... there was just nothing better, nothing in the whole world. She had never really found anyone who understood. Maybe the nice lady... after all, there was something so familiar about her - something that Bella knew she knew, but just couldn't quite reach.

Maybe that's why she had asked Naira to come out here with her today, to share her joy. There was nothing that could hold you back when you were up here.

They agreed with her, usually, but she could tell it was a patient agreement - not something they truly felt. She had posed the question to anyone who happened to be sharing a view with her, but had learnt not to expect too much back. It made conversation easy, though. Being so easily excited made it hard for Bella to run out of topics.

When Naira smiled back at her, Bella's heart thumped harder, because maybe, just maybe... Bella looked away again as Naira moved to sit next to her, and so she missed the dampening of those bright eyes, the soft sadness there. Perhaps it was for the best, or maybe it would have brought the questions forward quicker. Her vision already full of her amour, Naira's words were like honey, and Bella thrust her chin up, her eyes closed and ears held high to just enjoy the sensation of being there, so high and so free, with such amiable company by her side. Yes, it was perfect, there was no better word.

You feel it too, don't you?

The magic hit her full in the heart.

She turned to stare at Naira, jaw falling open slightly. It could be such an innocent comment... but nobody... they... she...

"You feel it?"

Naira shifted closer ever so slightly, and despite the fact that she was more of a stranger to Bella than most of the other members of the pack, Bella welcomed the proximity. She felt safe with Naira, like they belonged together. Maybe it was just because they both listened to the world.

My mother could too, she said, and Bella was too caught up in the magic to analyse it, otherwise she may have questioned the implication, the hint. A part of her wouldn't have been able to handle it. She loved Athena with all her heart, but this, this...

Naira saved her then, dropping her voice with obvious mischief and asking for a favour. Delighted to help, Bella merely nodded an enthusiastic 'yes'. When she mentioned Adonis, however, the spark faded just a little from her eyes, and she broke her head away, turning to gaze out at the view she loved. She wanted to show everybody, wanted to share the joy she found in something so simple as a beautiful horizon. Adonis was no different, in that respect; it wasn't that she disliked him, or thought he didn't deserve that joy. If anything, it was the other way around. "I'll try," she promised. "Adonis, he... he avoids me, I don't want to... are you sure he wouldn't mind?" It seemed a silly thing to ask, but she didn't want to bother him. He was Naira's son, though, she would know best what he needed - and, certainly, fun was something everyone needed. She didn't see much of him, but Adonis did look like the serious type. He never wanted to play with her, or have much to do with her at all. Perhaps if Naira could feel it, and her mother, then maybe Adonis could too, and he only needed a little encouragement. Bella could do encouragement.