Chantelle was currently in a mess of clothes, her red hair was in a mess, she had bruises, and she still had the look of determination to hunt down the lion*"Grrr.. You're a nasty lion! When I'm done with you, I... Umph!" - * Her eyes suddenly drop, her tongue sticks out of her mouth, and she smiles like a drunk* "ah.." * She falls to the floor, and a dead dart sticks out of her skirt she was dying*