Ariela~

The wind wrapped itself around her form, causing Ariela's dress to flow slightly away from her body. She stayed up wind from the beast. Making sure it did not catch sent of her as she set her many traps around its current location. She had almost used all of the meat of her previous victim, and almost convinced herself to give it all up. Instead she kept some, and she felt his smile as she put a small portion back into her bag. 'What is this? I thought you were against consuming your own kind?' 

Ariela shook her head, his voice annoyed him, he was always judging her, only ever speaking up when he wanted to press her buttons. She sent him a glare and continued on her way. She had things to do and this meat was needed for those things. 

She left the hunting grounds. She would return later, hopefully having caught something. For a good hour she walked, a shadow in the streets. Few noticed her, those that did turned the other way. She was an exile, The Banshee. Believed to be a witch and a cannibal by the majority of the city. Artemus was the only one who accepted her, the only one who saw the world as she did. Even if he was getting on her nerves right about now. She growled at him as his consciousness butted up too hers. 'Back off' she thought. 'Now is not a good time to bother me.' She then separated herself from him. She had someone to visit. Someone who frightened even her. Artemus had laughed at her fear, boasting about how she could easily devour that eight legged freak, even within his own web.

The one she was planning to visit was Iktomi, otherwise known as The Widower. (If you don't like this name I can take it out, just thought it suited you)

She prepared herself and hugged the vial of blood she had harvested from her most recent victim. She grew closer to the spiders lair, slipping the piece of human flesh out of its packaging. She swallowed it whole, forcing it down her throat. For a moment her vision left her and then a pulse and it had returned. Before her stood her elf, Matthew, at the moment this was the only way she could summon him, and she hated it. She found a safe place near his lair and layed down. She closed her eyes for a moment and when they lurched open again they had rolled into the back her head.

Matthew's vision was blurry and tinted red, it was almost surreal. She led him into the spiders lair, where she saw Iktomi's guard disposing of another insect who had braved his web. Ariela smiled, this man was a truly frightening creature, she loved it.

For now she simply had her imp watch him, awaiting the moment he would notice her.