Bag of Bones

It was Umbra who had decided their course today. Since her captor had disappeared on her - assumed dead - Azariah had been trying to cope with freedom. She now had too much of it after two years of captivity. How would she ever gain her life back? Lucifer had been the only one she had, while he was cruel he also provided her meals for her and made sure she was well kept. The raven companion of Azariah called to gain the masked woman's attention, pointing out a mound of bones in the distance. The cracked earth here seemed to give no life, mostly due to the lava that ran beneath the surface of the rock. Carrion would have to do. There was nothing else for her and the bird she traveled with, having never learned to hunt even though the demonic king had promised to teach her, he had disappeared from her though and she hadn't been able to find him anywhere. Now, she had to learn how to hunt for herself.