SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT

Artemis shifts her position slightly as  the carmine nymph yawns loudly, and although for a second it seems like Artemis will be getting up, she doesn't. Fia's lips crease into a frown as she murmurs the babes name and attempts to nudge the woman. Finally her attempts at waking Artemis up are successful, and the ivory babe uncoils herself around her child and murmurs her nickname for Fiamette. Ebony dipped tail wags slowly behind her as she aims to lean in and lick the deity gently wherever her toungue should manage to fall. It is a good morning kiss. "Good morning Art." The babe whispers, her voice low and quiet as she doesn't want to wake little Ody up. If she did, they wouldn't be alone like she wanted them to be. 

Her skull turns toward the opening of the den, where the faintest shred of sunlight is infiltrating the small passageway to the outside world.  She stares out the opening for a few seconds before turning her skull back toward Artemis, her volcanic orbs aiming to fixate upon the queen's beautiful stare. "Will you... ummm..." A hesitant pause. "Will you go on a walk with me before Ody wakes up? We could patrol the border or something..." Her tone of voice remains very quiet as she whispers her request, her eyebrows furring atop her eyes as she gives Artemis a hopeful expression. She so desperatly wants some alone time with her paramour, so they can establish what was really going on between them. Fiamette needed to know for sure what was going on with their relationship, she was tired of guessing and hoping Artemis felt the same feelings she did.