Where Legends Gather - The Bestial Huntress v0.1

Where Legends Gather
The Bestial Huntress
v0.1
6.6.14

A spear pierces through the air.
(It emerged) From the darkness of the jungle.
Only the skillful dodge of a true warrior
Could avoid the sting of the projectile.

A dame emerges
A dame of darkness, from the darkness,
A dame of the wild.
She is clad in wilderness leaves,
In wild war paint.
But a cheerful, seduced eye upon her
Will surely lose to the quick
Javelin
That she throws again and
Again.

She, leaning forward, advances.
The bones, the trophies, strung (all) around her (like

some sort of hotshot)
Bounce and clatter with every step.
Javelin.
She is weak close range, but yet she pulls back
And mends her wounds with a leaf-green primal surge.

Again and again she melts into the darkness,
Javelin,
And lays down

[v0.1]