Phoebe Azi
"Shut up and go away. I'm sleeping,"
Phoebe's cheeks turned red with anger and she fought the urge to release the arrow right then and there. She dug her foot harder into his jaw and twisted it before pulling it away and using it to kick dirt and maybe a little bit a manure from the barn's floor into his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone to your beauty sleep." She sneered harshly, "I'll just go home and bake you some pastries and stuffed pheasant, just wait here, I'll treat you to breakfast in bed, make yourself comfortable. Oh, here, would you like me to rub your neck? Run you a nice hot bath?"
That's when she snapped, "I won't leave! You are the one who's trespassing on my property! Now, I suggest you get lost before I yell for the authorities, or, I could take matters into my own hands if you like." She gestured to the bow with a nod of her head, and grinded her sandal in the dirt, stubbornly.
Phoebe had never actually killed anyone, she hunted animals, but humans are on a whole other level. She wasn't planning on killing him, she knew she could never bring herself to do something that drastic, but he didn't know that, and what he didn't know wouldn't kill him (no pun intended).