What Really Happened Between The Canatua And Dorazuun

There she found a large ornately decorated cottage painted in a blue that reminded Braelyn of Bellamy’s eyes from the last part of the vision. Following the pull forward, Braelyn walked once again through the door and into the chief’s home. Once inside she saw there were three people, Felic, Bellamy, and an unknown Dorazuun man. This new man had a slightly darker shade of golden fur than the chief’s, his eyes were the same color as Bellamy’s baby blues, but his held a fierceness Braelyn knew Bellamy’s never would. This younger man was taller than the chief by several inches and looked lethally strong. And it was clear at a glance that the family resemblance was strong, Braelyn could tell he was Bellamy’s father and Felic’s son.

“I always knew that old bastard was just pretending.” The new man was saying. “I bet you all those damn cats hate us; they all think they’re better than us.”

“Dad, no that’s not true. Callum loves me and I love him.” Bellamy pleaded.