She moved slowly along the damp forest floor, among fallen leaves and fruits, decaying old roots and fungi. The trees were thick and ancient, stretching towards the sky. The canopy almost covered the dome above her; the myriad of branches and leaves projected a dancing pattern of light and shadow across the ground.<br/><br/>She walked without making a sound, and her keen eyes and ears picked up every change and movement in the area around her...a bird...insects of all kinds. Things that her mind registered but didn't give full attention to. Her eyes would focus on the ground in front of her for a fleeting second, to see if she could pick up any tracks, then the next moment scan far ahead.<br/><br/>When she looked down at the forest floor, she could see her own long, slender legs. She was barefoot, but the soles of her feet were as strong as shoes. Her skin was dark, and glistening with the humidity of the forest and her own perspiration. Up along her thighs, her hips and her shoulders Celie had areas of velvet fur in a black and orange hyena-like pattern.<br/><br/>A dress in green and brown was clinging tightly to her shapely body.  The light wind was rustling softly through the feathers of her dark and orange wings, and drawing her long black and red hair away from her face. Celie's eyes were a flaming orange and her face...was that strange blend of celestial beauty and the wild savagery of the gnoll.