SteeledVelvet

The sensation of being watched didn't exactly help Belle feel comfortable. She glared at the torn wanted poster before tossing it aside. Finally no longer taking any chances, Belle summoned a light orb in place of a small fire; it'd be warm enough. She loosened her cloak, flipping her brown hair back. If the person watching her was from the Twilight, she'd be open prey. However, no ambush or assault happened yet. "I know you're there...whoever you are," Belle called out, glancing every direction. "If you've come for Belledra of the Spirit Kingdom, then my message is...I'm not going without a fight."