Strength!

New Orleans was so much different than the place she usually resided in ( new york ). Oni could feel the MAGIC in the air, she could feel the HISTORY in the ground below her feet and most importantly she just KNEW she was going to find the answers she was looking for. 

It wasn’t hard to find what she was looking for. It wasn’t a place but a woman. Oni had heard a lot of things about her -- some good and some bad but Oni didn’t believe in listening to everything you heard on the streets. She was a firm believer in drawing one’s own conclusions about someone. You never should judge a book by it’s cover.

Oni comes from a place where nature is worshipped. You only take what you need and you give thanks for what you take. You do not kill without purpose, you do not overstock and you surely do not hunt for fun. You do what you need & that is it.

Oni has superhuman strength, faster reflexes and can speak with animals as well as plants. This does not mean they obey her, though. She can merely communicate with them. 

          She set her brush down, even though she still thought her perfectly in place hairs were somehow not brushed enough. “Ok sorry, I didn’t mean to hold you up.” Her appearance was just incredibly important. Despite being able to look perfect with the snap of her fingers she still managed to spend hours on end getting ready. 

usually, Oni wouldn’t come through this part of town until later in the evening but she had gotten off work a little earlier than usual. but, icy eyes seem to find a disruption that wasn’t happening to far from her path. Someone was being cornered by a rather large dog -- it seemed the other was being bullied. Oni didn’t waste any time making her way over, boots clicking on the concrete in a determined manner. She stood behind the tiny redhead, staring the dog down.