(Open starter) Dead yet still alive
The leather jacket slid off her shoulders, hitting the grass with a soft thud. The sun was blazing, but of course the summer heat never bothered the fiery spirit. Cindy reached up to her hair, combing out her tight braids with her fingers; after a few minutes she shook free her wild, wavy, golden brown mane. A tiny stream cut through the depths of Burgess' forest and the Spirit of Vengeance was drawn to the small embodiment of water and of course the adorable nymphs living nearby. Her summer outfits were a crop top, leather shorts, fishnets and of course her beloved leather jacket.
It always took great self control to manage her temperature to not boil the water when she dips her fingers into it. She stopped in mid motion; she was capable of sensing others by their body heat and someone was nearby.
"Who's there?" She straightened her 5'9 frame as she turned towards the newcomer











