Belle studies. She really doesn't get as lonely as Beast - and maybe he and Chelise can fall in love if she stays out of their way, and then the curse will break and Belle can ransack the library and go home, that would be fine. She works.
"It's mostly not like that. It's a little like that."
But it's like losing a layer of skin in a nice way. Fur was nice, being fluffy was nice, but it meant he couldn't feel things the same way he does as a human, and he missed that even more than he knew.
And there was always the worry he might hurt her, as a Beast. To hurt her as a man he'd have to try, and he won't.
And he continues to be pettable, that's also nice!
He is extremely pettable! He lacks most of the fluff, but still gives a creditable purr when cuddled.
"The castle is not likely to feed us anymore. We should see what there is left to eat, and come up with something for you to wear, and I should find a spell to pack up all the books, and we should get out of the forest."
He snorts. "Where am I to get clothes? Your wardrobe? Fun, but I doubt you've much that will fit me."
"Well, it will presumably be necessary to wind up tearing something into a serviceable shape, but it will be better than walking out of the forest in your altogether, won't it? And then we can find Charlie and he can loan you something."
"Silly," she pronounces, "but not indecent." And then she fetches her original traveling bag, rolls up two of the dresses she likes best, and heads to evaluate the state of the kitchen.
The kitchen is... unliving. But all of the food that was previously in the pantry still is, and in its previous condition. They could probably drown themselves in fruit preserves if they so chose.
It turns out that she can make a bag bottomless. This will not be ideal for including everything in the same bag, as the spell comes with nothing to let her retrieve a specific item first but she can pack the entirety of her intelligently refined wardrobe selection, and also the whole library.
Packing up the library takes a long time. There is a break for eating some of the fruit preserves in the middle.
She fills another bottomless bag with assorted nonperishable food. They may not have control over their exact diets over the next few days, but they will not starve.
"Is there anything else we should take?" Belle asks when the pantry has been raided.
Off they go into the woods!
"And this time it won't turn us around," Belle murmurs, pulling out her original notebook with the mapping in it and directing them west while there's still a sun to go by.
Beast takes charge of hauling the bottomless bags, which are not nearly as heavy as they should be but are still pretty heavy.
They go about two hours before it is time to stop for the night.
Why yes, even in the absence of a bed it is possible to sleep cuddling.
Up until all the growling from the pack of wolves that has them surrounded and is debating how frightened to be of the dimming campfire, anyway.
He growls right back.
Something feels wrong about that, but in his half-asleep state he doesn't think about it, he just - adjusts - and tries again.
Much better.
"Beast?" she murmurs. "You're doubled ag-"
She sees the wolves.
She stops distracting him and tries to make herself look very small.
Two of them come a bit father forward.
One other wolf backs up a bit.
One of the bolder ones comes one - step - forward.
Belle cringes.
It's not much of a contest; the Beast outweighs the wolf and as soon as it's clear that the pack has a fight on its hands, none of the others stay around to help. But the wolf does get one solid bite in on the Beast's forearm.
Then he returns to Belle's side and curls up next to her.