Chirps of bird echoed around the forest as a light breeze shifted the tree branches. A squirrel popped out from a little bush. He scampers around the ground, looking for nuts to feast on. Suddenly, the squirrel jerked its head up and searched the area with its black eyes. There was no sign of danger. He continued forwards to a tree where new pink blossoms were beginning to bloom. The squirrel dug its claws through the dirt until he found his treasure. An old nut that had been buried there for safe keeping. Just as he was about to start nibbling on the nut, a demon came after him. With no time to flee, he felt his tail pinned down as he looked up to see the predator that had caught him. She was a demon. Veda wasted no time. She sank her teeth into the neck of the squirrel. It was a tiny meal, but it would sustain her for now. Soon there was only tiny bones remaining. Everything else had been devoured.

Veda cleaned up her face with her hands. She was certainly a sight. Black tangled hair went down to her shoulders and had two horns popping out. The tips of her fingers were black claws and a reptile-like brown tail popped out from her pants. Her clothes consisted of a brown stained tunic and a black pair of pants that had a hole for her tail. When one came close, it would be clear that she had not had a bath in a very long time. Plopping down on the ground the demon’s gaze turned to the branches covering the sky above. It had been only four days since she had left the city. Worried thoughts for her family clouded her mind. How had they reacted? Would they hate her for leaving? Would they be fine on their own without her? When would she be able to get out of this blasted forest?! The last one was a main thought.

Veda lifted her nose in the air to pick up scents around the area. She could smell animals, plants, water, and another traveler. Avoidance of the traveler would have been wise. But who ever said that Veda was wise? She began to track the scent down, trying to locate the traveler. The demon reasoned that if she knew where the stranger was then she would be able to avoid him or her properly. Yet, it was really curiosity that drove her forwards. Keeping herself low to the ground, she walked carefully through the forest until she found the stranger. Veda made sure that the rest of her body was hidden within the forest. However, the demon had forgotten about her bright golden eyes that peeked through the bushes to observe the traveler. 

What Veda had seen while looking through the bush, was a man who at this very momment was sleeping on his side under a tree. From the looks of it he was a human, though his face was obscured by long, unkempt brown hair, although that wasn't the most defining thing about his appearance, that privilage belonged to man's clothing, which was in poor state to say the least. Filled with holes, pants torn up at their knees…… generaly he truly looked like a begger of the streets, which is rather strange because they aren't in any city which would a natural habitat. What made this even stranger were the two good looking things that were in man's possesion. which were dark leather gloves and a sword of very good make and prisitne condition.

The gloves were something that demon could have seen before, they are oft worn by blacksmiths of various sepcialisations, made in order protect the wearer from sparks and heat of the froge.

Sword was clearly a product of someone who was clearly very skilled in their craft, although details were hard to spot as it was obscured by it's owner who was at the momment holding it tightly.

When it came to his body however not much could have been discerned as only his sides were visible to Demon Woman, Though one thing was certain, she could be the epitome of cleanliness and good higene when compared to him.

Approaching the stranger carefully, Veda could see that he was sleeping. The two pointed demon ears popping out from her hair were both pointed forwards towards the man to ear any movements. It didn't seem like he had any food. Veda crawled forwards a bit then stopped to see if there was any sort of reaction. She was testing to see if he truly slept. Her golden eyes were drawn to the glistening sword grasped tightly in the man's hand. The gloves didn't interest her much since she couldn't tell it apart from normal gloves. Pausing in her tracks, a thought accorded to the demon. This could be an accomplice of an angel or some sort of demon hunter. What if this was a trap? There was only one way to tell. Once she was close enough, she started sniffing the stranger to try to find a scent related to an angel. His scent didn't hold any angel scents but it stunk like a dead skunk. Her ears were slightly back after smelling it.

The sword seemed to be extremely valuable. But he was holding onto it too tightly. Plans formed in her head on how to take it without getting hurt. She headed to the back of the stranger and attempted to nudge him onto his stomach. If that worked, then she would sit on him. The sounds of the forest were normal. Birds chirped and the animals seemed to be as alive as ever. There was little disturbance. 

Her plan was to sit on him. By sitting on him, she could find a way to pin him if he moved. Then she would demand the sword in exchange for his freedom. If the stranger refused, the demon planned to use her special attack. A small smile curled onto her lips, revealing the jagged teeth underneath. Her plan was flawless. The sword would be hers if this worked and Veda would be able to sell it for money. 

Thomas was a very heavy sleeper so he didn't even stir untill it was too late and he was on his stomach. When he was a bit confused when he woke up, for he did remember that he had gone to sleep on his side not his belly, but that though didn't stuck for long in his head as he noticed some kind of heavy object upon his back that wasn't his backpack.
- What in th' good gods names is happening he asked?

He tried moving his head so he could see something, but he only managed to see glimpses of brown pants and black hair.

- Alright this ain't funny, get off me back ye rude cowdung! This is no way to treat a sleeping person! - He shouted, while trying to shoock Veda of his back.

When the stranger began to awake and start shouting around, Veda was careful to make sure she stayed on the back of the man. If the man stood up then he would be taller than her. That could not happen! The words that spilled out of his mouth were familiar to her. Had it been that long since she had a conversation with somebody? Veda was sitting like a cat who was extremely pleased with herself. This was the largest prey that she had ever caught! Even if she had no intentions to eat him. Her reptile-like brown tail swayed back and forth. She had to move a bit to stay on his back when he started shaking. 

"Give me la sword." Veda commanded with a confident grin on her face. 

His back was lumpy. She started to push at the lumpy parts, trying to even them out so the demon could sit comfortably. Her eyes gazed at the sword longingly. Soon. A bird sitting on a branch a distance away caught her attention. It might make a good dinner. Wait! She needed to focus on the sword. Looking back to the stranger, she waited for his response, expecting him to surrender. 

- In yer dreams ya crazy woman! I made this sowrd with me own two hands and I am not giving it away to some respect lacking harlot! - He said to her, his voice filled with unflinching conviction. At the same time he re-doubled his efforts to threw her from his back and give her a proper beating.
- I swear by gods good graces that 'am gonna rip ye legs out and beat you to death with them ye little shite.

As he was saying this he tried to flip himself on his back and therefore throw the assailant off him. It was actualy getting hard pinning him to the ground like that, Veda was starting to lose her balanace as the now much taller and more massive man started to gather all his strength for a proper scrap. Situation was getting out of hand pretty quickly…… plus he sounded very very serious when he made the threat of riping her legs out and she indeed needs legs.

Meanwhile Thomas was fealing the weight of his enemy, thankfuly it seemed that person on top of him fairly light all things considered, he had to handle pigs heavier than she. But it still was a rather difficult task, however he was very much so determined. His rigthous anger fueled the fires of ass whoopin that would surely come down upon the thiefing she-bastard.

"You need to take a bath. Your smell is worse than a skunk drowned in pickle sauce." She said all of the sudden. 

He was starting to move and struggle much more. The demon realized that she would not be able to hold onto him much longer. Her golden eyes spotted a perfect opportunity. When Thomas started trying to push himself up, she jumped off of his back. With his pushing up and her jumping up, she was able to reach a high branch of the tree the stranger was sleeping at. She'd forgotten her plan for the sword when she was thinking about jumping to the branch. The sword was too far out of reach now. A shame. 

"…I want your sword cause it'd be sold well." Veda explained with a slight pout on her face, "It's shiny."

Her brown tail wrapped around the branch she perched on. The man ahead of her had messy brown hair and appeared to be human. Curiosity bounced around in her head as she wondered about him. A calm smile appeared on her lips as she cocked her head slightly to the left. 

"Sooo who are yah?" She asked. 

- Yeah? And ye smell like you took a brimstone bath ya nitwit - He retorted at her through his teeth, as he was getting up. Then the crazy woman jumped of him and unto tree branch above both of them. He quickly rolled away from the tree as to not risk that his enemy jumping on his head, which would result in some rather nasty and very lethal neck snaping.

After rolling far enough that his opponent woldn't be able to perform a plunging attack upon him, Thomas stood up, dusted himself off and turned his towards the lady who now have asked him the most peculiar question. Which was who was he.

He was rather confused…… not by question itself but by rather the fact that it was asked…… right now, after she tried to rob him of his most treasure possesion.
- I am bloody sorry but wat?! - He answered the question with one of his own - You sit on me, demand that I hand over me sword, say to my face that you want to sell it 'cause it's shiny and now you are asking who I am?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YE WOMAN?! - He shouted in her direction but before he would get an answer he decided that it would be just best to leave - Ye know what screw it - he said and then flipped the bird at Veda, turned away and started walking in the opposite direction while mumbling obsceneties under his nose.

Still curious, Veda decided to follow him. Instead of going on the ground, like a normal person, she leaped from tree branch to tree branch. The demon was able to get a bit ahead of Thomas. Swinging to a lower branch, she landed with her shoe-less feet. The stranger appeared to be grumpy. And she had no idea why he had pointed up his middle finger. Did he want her to eat it? Although, it was a sight she had seen before when she scavenged for garbage on the Vilpamolan streets. Perhaps it was some sort of insult. She went to a branch next to Thomas. 

"If you're going to insult me, can you do it in a creative way?" Veda said, "I've already heard monster, idiot, worthless, lazy dirty b**ch, the chamber pot that no one wants to use, un avortement infructueux, and a couple others." 

Curiosity burned in her eyes. She was swinging her legs back and forth as she spoke about a few of the insults she had heard growing up. There were thousands more she was forgetting. She had slipped into Vilpamolan towards the last insult but only because she didn't know the words in the common language. Vilpamolan was her first language so common was a bit more difficult. 

"Where are you off to?" She asked. 

- I don' give a good gods' damn about being a creative sod, I prefer bein' honest and to the point, ye crazy witch - He retorted to one of hers inane questions - And do not start spewing some infrux vethum-whatever made up drivel - he quckly added, his frustration with the woman showing. You know most thiefs after a failed theft would either try to kill the person from whom they tried to steal something or they would run of in the opposite direction, not actualy start a dumb conversation with a person that was their would-be victim.

Thomas was very angry, very frustrated and very done with the entire situation. He was assaulted by her, she tried to steal from him and now she has the absolute gaul to talk with him as if nothing had happened. Not to mention that she was now complaining that he didn't bother with coming up with a creative insult for her, as if this was a priority in this situation. Then the final straw came in form of incredibly daft question, which left him in state of utter mad rage.

- 'AM GOING TO PLACE AS FAR AWAY FROM YOU AS ME LEGS CAN CARRY ME TO, YE THIEFING, HORNED, BRIMSTONE SMELLING, CRAZY, INBRED, UNWASHED, ANIMAL-FEHKING BASTARD BITCH! AND IF YA FOLLOW ME I SWAER TO GOOD GODS THAT I AM GOING TO RIP YE TAIL OFF AND FEED IT TO YOU BUT NOT BEFORE BREAKING BOT OF YER LEGS! - He screamed at her and started running as quickly as he could.