Mabuka had just killed a human, and was carrying its head back to her home.
While her abode was only a damp, dark cave, it had been decorated with candles and chandeliers, and gorgeous artwork had been hung on the walls (she made holes and notches in the stone to hang things). Mabuka had to give herself a pat on the back, she was an excellent thief.
When she entered her cave, she took a match from her pocket and flicked its tip against the wall, making a small yellow flame appear. She lit the many candles that sat on a long, black table, and hung the human's head on a hook near a large shelf full of skulls.
She took a bottle of wine (which she had stolen, of course) off of the shelf of skulls and poured a small amount into a golden goblet, sighing tiredly. She leaned against the wall and drank deeply, thinking about life in general.