[B]Natalie Hawkins[/B] -- [i]Refusal amd Curiosity[/i]

Her offer was met defensively, with little surprise. 

However, what was rather intriguing was the fact it was not the girl who she offered who adamantly refused. It was her friend, seemingly tonsay the least. Her tone seemed almost accusational towards the Maiden, but despite that she paid very little heed to it. She saw past the hostile one, and her eyes adeptly remained affixed on the girl. After all, it was to she whom the Maiden made the offer, not the one guarded her almost possessively. Perhaps it was purely out of goodwill, or perhaps out of envy; after all, it was not often that a camper was chanced a glance into a maiden's home.

Even though this girl may have been blind.

Interestingly, the girl seemed shy. Though each move she made bespoke of hesitation, over what precisely remained a mystery, yet it was still another piece of a puzzle regardless. Crooking a brow and gazing down upon Niesha, she spoke to her first; well, to everyone within earshot.

[B]"What you say is true, I am a Maiden of the Hunt. However, my loyalties are now divided in two. First, as a teacher for this camp, my duties are devoted to you and your company. Second, I will also eternally serve my Goddess."[/b] Deftly snapping her bow so that it latched to her back, her hands remained raised slightly as if she were adapting a defensive posture.

Instead, her brilliant azure gaze remained upon Syl afterward. [B]"It is simple, really. There is no point for me to sew deception or a trap. My duties here, until Chiron and [i]"Mr. D"[/I] as you so call him, find a new archery instructor, my place is here to serve you all. However, that is not all I have to offer to you all as a teacher. I have been alive for over [i]two millenia[/i], and seen much of the world as a result. I could tell you wondrous stories, lessons in archery, swordfighting, even stories of great heroes and heroines in [i]their[/i] youth, to show you that we all began just as young and new as each of you."[/b]

Humbly, the Maiden would bow her head deeply instead of holding onto that enigmatic arrogance that most Huntresses were known for.

[B]"Until Artemis herself relieves me of this duty, I am at your service. You cam find me at the edge of the wood by the practice range in my tent of you seek my counsel, on anything."[/b] Raising her head, she gracefully turned about and headed away from the small group whilst dropping her hood so that a river of fiery hair fell past her shoulders, and a scent of lilac took to the air.

As frustrating as the immediate hostility was, Natalie had expected it. For not many held even the thought of the Hunt in any sort of positive light. Getting her students to trust her would take tome, thankfully for the Goddess Artemis, she had plenty of it.

Waving her hand over her shoulder a nonchalant farewell escaped her lips, [b]"Adieu. Syl, I believe that is your name, oui? If you wish to speak with me like I sense you do, all you need is to ask but once. Though may I recommend a guide to my quarters, all you need is to follow the scent of lilac. Trust your senses, and you will find me."[/b]

Subtly, unbeknownst to anyone else other than the Huntress herself, it was a test of sorts.

Moments later, she disappeared into the treeline, headng for her home.