Bella stood in the forest, hardly breathing as her eyes were trained and focused on a deer that stood grazing in the field, just merely a hundred yards from where she stood, still and quiet, waiting for the right moment to let her arrow fly. She had a arrow notched in her bow and a quiver slung around her back as she crouched down, moving slowly as to not make a sound. She looked like an average hunter, but for one difference. She was wearing a dark green, lace dress that didn't leave her much room to train in. She had to stay in it though, because in about 15 minutes she was due back at the castle for her studies, she just wanted to hunt and practice before she had to go. She remained crouched, the dark green dress swooping and billowing out over the forest floor as her blonde, almost white curls swept down to her waist, pulled back by an light pink orchid braided into her bangs and tucked behind her ear as she remained poised.
She had always trained in secret, for as long as she could remember and so, even though she had skin the color of ivory as if she had never seen a spark of sunlight, she was toned, athletic, practiced, her body curved and twisted to create the perfect build for stealth and agility, and as well as hunting and fighting. She had rounded muscles along her narrow arms, slender fingers that now clutched at the bow. She also had, beneath the dress, slightly rounded legs that curved to form tight muscles along her calves as she tensed, seeing the deer lift its head, its ears perked up as if it had sensed her. She had piercing blue eyes, arched and high cheek bones that were accentuated with a flourishing, natural blush, and of course, a sprinkle of freckles dotting her cheeks and her nose. She also had natural dark red lips set against the pale skin of her face and slightly pointed ears, though, she was human. Her face was heartshaped, and it curved down to two D cup breasts, cradled by the lace, green dress she wore. Her chest slimmed down to a narrow belly which curved out to form two broad hips and a wide bottom, though, not disgustingly wide. Her bottom and hips narrowed down to her legs and her bare feet. She had abandoned her high heels a bit back in a clearing as they had kept getting stuck in the grassy, and mossy forest floor and that just wouldn't do.
She had been warned about going into the forest, there were several bigger creatures who could harm her and, though, she knew and, sometimes, even encountered these creatures, she loved the forest and could not stay away from it. She just wanted to be free from her blood line and her duties, little did she know that she soon would be free from that, but only to be taken in and chained to the service of an orc. She remained crouched, oblivious to the orc that watched her from behind the trees as she finally let the arrow fly and it hit it's mark, right in the chest of the deer. The deer let out a small chirrup of pain before it fell to the ground with a satisfying thump as Bella did a small fist pump, slung her bow and arrows into her quiver and jogged forward, lifting her dress as she bent down to examine the deer. Her arrow was dead on in the target and she smiled, satisfied, she seemed to be getting better each and every day.
She had always trained in secret, for as long as she could remember and so, even though she had skin the color of ivory as if she had never seen a spark of sunlight, she was toned, athletic, practiced, her body curved and twisted to create the perfect build for stealth and agility, and as well as hunting and fighting. She had rounded muscles along her narrow arms, slender fingers that now clutched at the bow. She also had, beneath the dress, slightly rounded legs that curved to form tight muscles along her calves as she tensed, seeing the deer lift its head, its ears perked up as if it had sensed her. She had piercing blue eyes, arched and high cheek bones that were accentuated with a flourishing, natural blush, and of course, a sprinkle of freckles dotting her cheeks and her nose. She also had natural dark red lips set against the pale skin of her face and slightly pointed ears, though, she was human. Her face was heartshaped, and it curved down to two D cup breasts, cradled by the lace, green dress she wore. Her chest slimmed down to a narrow belly which curved out to form two broad hips and a wide bottom, though, not disgustingly wide. Her bottom and hips narrowed down to her legs and her bare feet. She had abandoned her high heels a bit back in a clearing as they had kept getting stuck in the grassy, and mossy forest floor and that just wouldn't do.
She had been warned about going into the forest, there were several bigger creatures who could harm her and, though, she knew and, sometimes, even encountered these creatures, she loved the forest and could not stay away from it. She just wanted to be free from her blood line and her duties, little did she know that she soon would be free from that, but only to be taken in and chained to the service of an orc. She remained crouched, oblivious to the orc that watched her from behind the trees as she finally let the arrow fly and it hit it's mark, right in the chest of the deer. The deer let out a small chirrup of pain before it fell to the ground with a satisfying thump as Bella did a small fist pump, slung her bow and arrows into her quiver and jogged forward, lifting her dress as she bent down to examine the deer. Her arrow was dead on in the target and she smiled, satisfied, she seemed to be getting better each and every day.