wild

“Sorry I just wasn’t anticipating running into someone out here, especially not someone with a bow and arrow.  I came out here for peace and quiet.  I find the woods relaxing, they remind me of home.  I’m sorry I disturbed you,” Philip quickly apologized.

It truly wasn't his fault that she was in such a terrible mood. Still, the greek woman wasn't in the mood to be social, especially with men, although this specimen appeared to be a gentleman, or at least tried with every ounce of will on his body to be one, a good trait, she'd give him that, however not enough to make her want to chat anyway, "this is my spot", she told him while gesturing with an arrow grasped on her hand to the woods around them, "we can comfortably share a silence, I never miss one arrow, so you're safety is good."

"Oh, dear call me Bella. There’s no need for surnames in this place and you are one of my dearest helpers and I’ll accept no formalities from you.” Answered while taking a seat in the nearest sofa. “About the eating part I am sure you have drained every single drop of energy out of them so it’s also ok” Completed the Beldam with childish silly eye blinking

A peculiar woman, that was how Artemis perceived the matron of the orphanage. Her years of hunting made her obtain a sharp feeling of everyone's character, still, something rather stranger happened between those walls. It was almost like the children's innocence have been suck into Bella's own body, or at least, that's what her last response appeared. "I don't know about tha't, I’m certain that Baron has his fair share of guilty here too."