"jeez, girl, next time listen to me and sit down and don’t stick your head out anywhere..."

Artemis grumbles irritably, continuing to deftly and accurately strike the bodies of some bastards and thugs.

she was really surprised at herself, but a strange feeling made her worry about you. she wasn't a hero, she was far from the concept of a hero, but she definitely didn't want anyone to hurt you, especially because of her.

you were a simple civilian, but you gave Artemis food, a roof over her head, and even gave her first aid for her wounds. Without wanting it, she became attached to you.

and now, in one of the alleys of Central City, she is kicking the asses of a dozen guys who wanted to do something terrible to you. Her strikes are accurate, fast and professional, clearly showing how good she is in combat. her ambers sometimes focus on you, wanting to make sure you're safe. she was wearing her Tigress costume, a combination of orange and black, a comfortable leotard with no unnecessary accessories.