Taijya

The raven Vix carried the meal to this place, one which seemed rather bare. It was calm, which was what she needed now. nce she had been know for her killings, but when she many moons before, she lost her title, and her land to boot. But, that was life. U win some you lose some. All the goddess could do was build up her strength, and continue one. The humans would never be wiser, so getting their cattle and such would be no feet when compared to some that could go on.

As her jaws parted, the sheep fell to the sone ground, her bod laying next to it as she ripped at some of it's inners. She would gain strength, every meal she ate, every creature she killed, she would get stronger. Her mother... perhaps named her wrong. Demon slayer... ha. It would seem now that she herself was becoming a demon. It was the need to compete, and she had alot of that.