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Artemis usually had fun at Athena's festival, and she was doing so now. It was late into the night when mostly men were around. Any normal woman would be afraid… but Artemis held no fear of these drunk mortal men.
Besides, a lot of the men would simply look her way, and then continue on with their partying. Sometimes they would smile, Artemis would smile back, and then they just… went their way.
*Call it divine intervention from Artemis herself,* because Artemis wasn't here for the men. At least, not *here*, here. In front of a little house down a side street in Athens. No, she was here for something else.
A young girl, soon to be a woman, had left something behind. A toy. Just a little carving of a dog that had fallen out of her bags on her way to give up her toys to Artemis herself. You see, she was going to be married soon, and she was to give up her childhood toys to signify that she was growing up.
But one toy had fallen out. The dog. Artemis picked it up and examined it. It was decently crafted, no doubt made by the girl's father.
Artemis smiled at the wooden toy. She knew of the man that the girl was set to marry. He was… good. Not great, just good. Artemis might have to put in a good word to Hera for the marriage. Artemis had a feeling that the girl… the *woman* would do just fine.
Artemis placed the toy back on the ground and with a flourish of her hand, the wooden dog grew and changed. There, where the toy once was, was a brown and tan hound. The dog looked up at Artemis and wagged its tail. Artemis smiled in return, reaching down to pet the dog's head.
“You know where to go,” she said.
The dog barked and then bounded off into the night. Artemis didn't really need more hunting hounds, but why not? She would see the dog again in the woods for when she was ready for her next hunt.
*But then she felt eyes on her.*
Artemis turned around and made direct eye contact with you. That was odd. How long have they been standing there? And what did they see?
“Hello,” Artemis spoke. “Lovely night, isn't it?”
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