Artemis sat in the trees watching as the girl stood on the cliff watching the ocean. The girl was obviously in deep thought about the fight Artemis had eavesdropped into earlier in the evening. The girl stood silently and all Artemis could hear was the lapping of the waves.
Artemis was starting to believe all her observations over this girl might be a waste of time. That’s when the girl’s long thin blonde hair was swept over her shoulder and she could see what she was looking for. The Mark of the Gifted, the tell-tale mark of the talented humans of this world. That faithful faded star birthmark with what looks to be filigree around it that was even more faded than the star.
Artemis found that it was time to test her powers sway with the girl. She used her particular talents to sing to the girl. The girl twitched to