black mambo [fiamette]

The hunt for prey is what drives the woman out of the soulless forest, her mind set on exploring the nearby territories in search of something delicious to bring back to Art and Ody. Lately she has been bringing them hares and chunks of deer meat, but today she wants to find a rarity for them to feast on. She just didn't know where to find it. Somehow though, she ended up here, in a rolling wasteland that gave her close to nothing. The grass here was brown and dead, and there were little trees or water to support any life. Perhaps if she passed through this terrirory, the next would hold something promising... She is just about to come over the top of a large hill when she suddenly stops.

"Marco... Do you smell that? Do you smell him?" Volanic orbs dart toward her wolverine companion, who is sniffing the air with is leathery nose. "ya... smells like we aren't alone anymore." "Great..." The babe says with a sigh, her eyes rolling irritably within their sockets. She wonders what kind of man this male would be, and  if she would be fighting to keep her freedom today. Without Artemis it was hard to fight foes off, especially since she never had to anymore because she was always with the unbreakable tyrant. "Lets go find him before he finds us." She suggest to Marco, and the wolverine simply nods to state his approval. Then, the duo takes off into the hills, allowing the strangers scent trail to guide them.