Indiel was now calm. This calm though, wasn't a good thing. This calm in indiel's demeanor held anger, a feeling of revenge, it was malevolent seeming. She had a plan. She knew what she was to do. She was now wearing her intricate, extremely strong armor incase of attack, helmet included. Latched on her back was her bow and quiver, each dipped with a strong dose of her paralytic potions.
Sitting next to that, sheathed, was her sword. It too was dipped in an extra strong dose of the fluid. along her legs were four holstered weapons. Two of them were obviously daggers, but the other two... those two were new.
Should one catch a glimpse of them unsheathed, they would see that they almost seemed like miniature saws.
After a few moment's, Indiel would call for her Panther, who would then make his way to indiel, wearing his saddle and a few protective plates of armor that greatly resembled indiel's, and connected to the saddle was her staff.
Indiel would climb onto the monstrous Panthers back, and with a silent command, the panther would bound off into a fast run from its land, making its way off to another one not too far from this part of the forest.