The Forgotten Sin

3. Swordswoman

Around 6000 years and one Holy War later...

It was a warm and sunny spring afternoon, with the sun slightly covered with cotton-like and fluffy white clouds in the light blue sky. A lonely but large weeping willow was on a small hill, standing tall and proud, while it's  brown roots were scattered across the emerald ground. It's Dark green and healthy leaves being a curtain and hanging down to the floor. The bright green and fresh grass danced in the soft spring breeze, as did the weeping willow's branches and leaves. It was peaceful and quiet, just how a certain girl liked it.

The said girl, looking around the age of 19, was laying in the shadows of the large tree, shielded by its curtain of hanging leaves, with a soft smile and eyes closed. Though, some warm sun rays were able to sneak past the leaf curtain and gently kiss her pale cheeks. Leaning with her upper body against the dark wooden tree trunk, while her hands were resting on her stomach. Her hip long, raven locks danced in the soft and warm breeze, while her body was relaxed and her breathing slow; indicating, that the young female was asleep. It even seemed like she had not a single care in this world.

Her clothing consisted of a pair of black leather, ladies' boots, with a white rim, that reached half way to her knees and had a mid-high heel; black, cotton, 3/4 slack trousers, that had pockets, with a golden chain and a skull, as a belt; A tight fitting, light grey, v-neck and sleeveless top, that had a knot in the middle and showed a bit too much of her cleavage. Over all of it, she wore a loose, black coat, with a hood and a white rim, where a sipper or so would be, the coat was open and reached just a bit above her knees.
Over her clothing, there was a black leather belt, with a golden buckle, on her hip, that was also attached to a black leather belt, with a golden buckle, that went diagonal and over her shoulder, holding a black sword sheath, with golden swirls and Ruby stones as ornaments, in place. A sword with the same lovely decorations was sheathed into the beautiful sword-sheath.

Due to her top being knot up, one could see a tattoo right under her breasts. The tattoo was black and looked like the goddess symbol of Wiccan's, with some swirls going away from the two crescent moons. Inside the black circle line, there was a crimson wolf head. Some odd glyphs were around the circle as well.

It was truly peaceful and this young looking swords-woman was taking a small nap in this warm weather, while having a lovely dream.
Until...

Poke...

Poke...

Poke...

"Layyyyylaaaaaaaaa... C'mooooon!.... you promised to teach me how to use my katanas todayyyyyy!..."

The female was grumbling silently, something about an annoying little brat, before opening one of her golden eyes, only to look straight at two light brown orbs, that had here and there some green flecks. Layla's expression was a mixture between annoyed and bored, but with a hint of tiredness as well, as she looked at the little brown haired girl, who had a huge smile and and absolute innocent but slightly pleading looking eyes.

Closing her golden eye, which was soon after followed by a defeated sigh, her expression still slightly bored. "Fiiiine..." the little girl jumped up with an excited expression. "Yesss!" Layla soon got up from her comfortable position, stretching her slightly numb limbs with a soft yawn, before stuffing her hands into her trouser pockets.

With the same bored expression, the female slowly followed the little girl, that was currently skipping happily down the emerald hill. Though, she had a small smile, as she watched the girl being childish.

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C: the little girl belongs to headphonesonfull