~Goddess of the Jungle~

"You think me a savage?, i am no savage....but my stomach certainly is. let me prove it to you just how deadly it can be!"

The gunshot carried for miles, it was a stark and different sound to the usual wonderful orchestra of the mighty jungle, the sweet sounds of exotic birds chirping, the mighty roar of the great cats that prowled and the rushing waters of the river that slithered between it all....such sounds could not be easily forgotten or clouded....except by the sounds of man and his creations.

Dellahne, her finely crafted spear with it's sharp point gripped tight in her embrace, watched from her vantage point, that of a large, swollen branch protruding from a tree decades older than herself. The chocolate skinned guardian of the forest watched and scanned in an attempt to discover the source of the sound, it had been something she had heard in the past....but not for many months...she knew however that it was dangerous, whenever such a sound echoed the Jungle paid a price.

Swallowing a mouth of saliva Dell caught sight of a small trickle of smoke slithering it's way between the tree's from the ground below, fire, it had to be....and only outsiders dared to create fire in the jungle. Grabbing hold of a large,green vine with one hand Dell jumped and wrapped her firm and powerful thigh's around it's mass before slipping down it's length, from the way in which she moved in her unflinching manner it was clear that she had done this many times in the past, it was almost second nature but this was to be expected from the woman that called herself the goddess of the Jungle, it's powerful protector and silent guardian.

Dellahne's past was a mystery, she had only ever known the jungle, it was her home and her very being, the animals were her kin and family, nothing else seemed to matter and as her bare feet landed upon the soft ground she thought of little else other than the fire...and the intruders.

Knowing every tree and curve of the land the jungle woman moved with grace and speed through across the ground towards the smoke trail, her shapely form, toned and not yet affected by the grace of age, moved like that of someone nearly half her age. Dell's shapely and strong legs rippled with muscle as did her arms, her stomach too showed it's power...and yet for all her muscle she was still a woman, she had all the grace that was expected of her and the care as well, her hands were soft even when gripping a weapon and her blue eyes were calm and comforting, in fact her entire face was, it was warm and calming. Not one to truly cover herself, she had no real need to due to humidity of the jungle, she wore little spare old fur from a previous hunt that covered only her most sensitive regions, it was all she needed after all.

Dell came to a halt suddenly as a scream echoed ahead, while she had been isolated from the world beyond the jungle she knew some aspects of it, namely that of the outsiders, she knew full well the difference between a man and a woman, she was after all experienced in some aspects of this and had even had previous encounters of peaceful explorers, but this.....this scream, one that was ultimately female, she knew to be something different, it was not peaceful. Fear seemed to linger and so Dell pressed on, her pace quickening towards the source of the scream.

After only a couple of minutes Dell found herself in a natural clearing, a place she had spent some time in the past while exploring herself and someone else had clearly seen it's benefits for a small camp site had been erected. In the site resided two small tents, their canopies white and seemingly new, a fire pit rested between them and a small trickle of smoke continued to rise from the embers. Dell realized that there were at least two outsiders if there were two tents, more alarming however was the small pile of equipment resting just to the side of one of the tents, traps and cages, she knew what these were. Hunters......

The guardian of the jungle sneered lightly, her plump lips curving downwards into a grimace, these were not good people.

Suddenly a muffled groan echoed from just beyond the campsite, Dell wasted no time in investigating and quickly found herself coming across a sight that surprised her for resting upon the floor was a mighty snake,not a strange sight for the guardian of the jungle but a curious one for it's body bulged outwards with the form of a human. From what Dell could tell it seemed to be male, the size and shape told her this. A large gun rested nearby, clearly thrown or dropped for it seemed broken, Dell didn't care about this however for her focus was still very much on the snake, the bulge within it's body.....and the form coiled within it's grasp.

A woman, blonde haired and dressed in khaki clothing struggled in the snake's grasp in hopes for escape, the snake was clearly too powerful for her however and it was obvious she was struggling to breathe. For a moment Dell merely watched until the snake turned it's head and stared at her, there was a mutual sense of respect for one another it seemed, the snake at least did not see Dell as a threat or perhaps had simply found itself happy enough with it's current meal.

To Dell's surprise the snake suddenly began to uncoil around the woman until her body collapsed on the floor, she groaned in response. The snake looked at Dell again before it surprisingly turned and slithered away, it's meal in tow, leaving the woman alone with Dell. The jungle woman looked at the blonde laying upon the floor for a brief moment before her plump lips curved into a grin, her eyes closed slightly showing her intents...something the blonde saw as she opened her eyes to look at Dell.

Dell dropped her spear and slowly wandered towards the woman, she licked her lips lightly and for the briefest of moments the woman's screams echoed in the jungle before they were abruptly silenced.....