The arrival of a female she hadn't known made her a bit off, but that wasn't unusual for her, because as a warrior herself she was used to things changing randomly. She was rather fluid both inside and outside of the battlefield, making her a valuable assets for many things. The woman looked up at the druid who offered them food and raised her hand in against it, not out of spite or anger, but out of the fact that she enjoyed red meat more then roughage. One couldn't tell that the background of her life was one of strife and horrible wars that usually ended in more then one of her family member dead and gone...but that was the way of the dragon blooded. She was used to being hunted, because not only was her blood that of a dragon kin, but she also had a slight magical quality to herself.<br/><br/>It was the dragons blood that gave her her berserker powers. She just needed to bite her tounge and her fighting prowess multiplied ten-fold, making her a very powerful fighter indeed. Being of draconian origin didn't seem to alter her appearance at all. She looked like a rather tall female, with darkened bronze skin and almond eyes that had a core of golden green. Her eyes weren't the only strange thing about her, for when she did berserk, her eyes took on a serpent quality, making it rather easy for her to see at night as well as she could during the day. This made her a very dangerous enemy during the night as well. Few stood between her and whatever it was she was after.<br/><br/>She walked with the other two females as her eyes scanned the green trees, her hands reaching out and touching them. She always loved nature and felt something close to it, not knowing what. It could have been her dragon blood or it could have been that she grew up in an amazon camp, taught to fight and hunt like a true warrior. Many things could have made that happen, but she just loved the way the leaves fell over her face when she watched the ocean of green swallow her up. The way the grass and dirt tickled her skin as she lay down and watch the white clouds blotch the sky, and she hated the way people could just destroy this forest in an attempt to gain money.<br/><br/>In her eyes money was evil...the only green she hated with a passion. She had been sent with the magic-user to make sure she wasn't hurt in this forest, because demons and evil men had been known to travel here, raping and killing anything they came across. As Azdela walked with the other two females, she wondered when she could get a chance to defend them. For that seemed like a rather good spot of fun.