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Twigs crunched underfoot as slender hands touched the trees that were passing by, the inky temptress exploring deeper and deeper into the lands now that she was a pack member. She hadn't really seen Max since they arrived, and for this she felt guilty. The poor hulking monster was probably worried, thinking his mistress has abandoned him for whatever reason. Later today she would stop by the slave quarters and take him out for her, she still needed help making a makeshift shelter to live in. She figured something like a tree-house would be an advantage to her, she was afterall most gifted with a bow.
Her thick belt adorned with pockets sat loosely at her waist, a few fingers dipping into a pocket to retrieve some berries which she popped into her mouth and munched on, savoring the flavors. The woman did not wear her skull today, she was on her own and therefore didn't see any use for it, however it did hang off her belt, attached by a few strings. The scent of bear hung heavily in the air but the femme decided to continue, she was well equipped and did not fear for her safety as she was much quicker and more resourceful then a lumbering bear.
Picking forward quietly her ebony ears perked forward, listening for any strange sounds.