Moon of my life.
I am Artemis, mistress of Hunt, Chastidy, Wilderness and the Moon.
My father is Zeus, and my mother Leto, Apollo is my twin brother and I can't stand him.
My hunters are my sisters, my daughters, my friends. Blood of my own blood. Though I am proud to say I have beared two children of my own, the offspring of night itself, to whom I have grown a love and care without bounderies.
Persephone is my trusted sister and friend.
Though short, there is a few list of gods which seem to appreciate making me angry (Yes, I am looking at you, Hermes.), as well as testing my patience (Khione, if you value your life don't cross paths with me again).
Prove yourself worthy, and you may join my hunt. Swear the oath and live forever. Men are not allowed.




Well, good morning 

the—lastolympian:

Calm down, Artemis. I see your point, and you are right. But, did you ever though that you might be rude and disrespectful to him too? Ever though of that?

-breathes- I am calm.

But… Well… I only do so in my defense, Hestia.


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