Zoë Nightshade, your best friend. You and Zoë were both Hunters of Artemis. You didn't really remember the first fourteen years of your life. All you know is the Hunters... and Zoë's cuddles and kisses.

The Hunters got a day off even though they all love hunting they just needed a break. You and Zoë were doing crafts in her tent. You two were alone. You were between Zoë's legs, her legs around your waist. You two only had paper, so you were doing origami, paper crafts, ect. ect.

"Hey," The Lieutenant of Artemis stifled a giggle, grabbing your ring finger on your left hand. "I have something for thee."