Notes

It felt weird floating around in the air like this. Ansiel thought to herself. But it was a good weird. She felt free, nothing but grace in the wind. Though she knew that she would have to find a vessel soon, all the better if it was her true vessel. Sparked with purpose, Ansiel travelled down to earth feeling a slight pull towards a woman crouched against a tree. Three demons stood around her ready to attack. Ansiel couldn't just stand by and watch, using her grace, she smitted the demons. A smile curving her face when they fell dead.
"Who are you?" The woman asked, the power radiating off the angel making her long dark ponytail whip out behind her and her green eyes shine bright against the light.
"I am Ansiel, an angel of the Lord. I have come down to help those in danger and you have been chosen as my vessel. Do you accept?"
The woman stared for a few seconds in awe before smiling, the single word yes tumbling from her lips as Ansiel let her being fill the humans body. It felt odd being physical like this, this body was lean and strong, a hunters body. She felt a 9mm handgun tucked into a thigh holster on her left leg and two knives strapped to her body. She pulled her hair out of the ponytail, the ends of the strands brushing against the top of her ass and flicking as she started to walk down the road. Her large wings casting shadows on the ground behind her.