Gods knew what Father would do to her once he learned of the littlest one's disappearance…

Beelze contemplated her failure to watch over the newcomer of the family after she was instructed to keep a close eye on her while she lived with that couple she was adopted by. And that she did; she would stalk from the shadows and make sure that her "sister" wasn't getting in over her head but some time ago, she lost her. Scent and all. Despite being a well-seasoned hunter, she couldn't find any trace of the girl. She had even stalked her home, but there was no sign of her, and fear begun to take over her as she trekked by to her father's place. Would she be placed into such tombs that Sol had been in for his defiance?

The woman hadn’t been seen in months since, avoiding the trek home, and opted instead to prolong the inevitable. As was such today as she lingered about the edge of the desert close to the neighboring sea. The warm sand invited her to stop and rest on it. So Beelze did just that; anyone that would be close by would see a nude woman on her stomach sunbathing. Nothing too unusual aside from her lower torso being buried beneath the sand.

Her raven hair spread out wildly, covering much of her face and her belongings, mainly weapons, was a good foot away from her. If someone was foolish enough to try and take it, then she could feel the vibrations of movement and spring out to surprise them. But her mind was still a bit distracted by having to return eventually and face punishment.

Soft rumbles could be heard as she rested under the harsh sun’s loving embrace.