“Nothing beats hunting in the mornin’, except maybe one thing… hehe.”

The satyr stretches her arms above her head. She had black skin, a pair of curved black horns, and wore a black cloth which covered her front. She had bandages wrapped around her rather large breasts, a set of black sleeves covering her arms up to her elbows, and kneepads made of bones. A large serrated bone dagger hangs by her hip.