Beast seems to be sleeping in a bit this morning. Perhaps he has had a good dream. Belle can study on her own, anyway.
beheld_beauty
She doesn't protest. She certainly can't run.
But the fire is very swift. It hasn't rained in a while, now...
But the fire is very swift. It hasn't rained in a while, now...
deslandes
And when they reach the walls, there's not much they can do to shut out the fire, and the way across the yard to the castle is thick with rosebushes.
He puts her down to claw his way through them. Going around would take even longer.
He puts her down to claw his way through them. Going around would take even longer.
beheld_beauty
Belle doesn't know a spell for this, she's been so focused on disenchantment that she knows nothing about managing the elements, she is certainly not yet advanced enough to invent something on the fly -
"Beast," she murmurs when the fire is close enough that she feels sunburnt and he's only halfway through the bushes.
"Beast," she murmurs when the fire is close enough that she feels sunburnt and he's only halfway through the bushes.
beheld_beauty
Belle's ability to hold on is sorely taxed. He may be missing a few tufts of fur at the end of this.
Outside, the fire swirls through the garden, but is stymied - both its temperature and its actual burning - by the walls of the building.
Belle doesn't let go even after it's clear they're safe.
Outside, the fire swirls through the garden, but is stymied - both its temperature and its actual burning - by the walls of the building.
Belle doesn't let go even after it's clear they're safe.
deslandes
"The same," he says, turning his head to nuzzle her hand where it is still clenched in his fur.
beheld_beauty
"We should probably clean these cuts - or I should look up a healing spell," Belle murmurs after a moment. "At least mine - I don't know exactly how thoroughly the curse protects you from injury."