Other: He's quite skilled with animal calls.
Hundreds of different speices called the forest their home. For a scientist it was something of a paradise but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. Men had gone missing in these woods and for a long time no outsider had entered. There was a shift in the environment the moment the strangers entered- a ripple of unease passing through all its creatures: skitish mice fleeted beneath the undergrowth, birds took the sky and nocturnal pedators shifted in their slumber. It was the wind that spoke the loudest despite how its travel was hindered by the trees. Among nature and spirits it was the god and it shook the high branches and unsettled even the hunters that stalked these lands. One of which was currently perched high above the ground. Blending into shadows and earthy colors which hung about on every side.
He was posed and balanced, scanning the ground with sharp eyes for the slightest sign of movement and when something moved a smile pulled at his lips. Gradually he had eased himself down to a lower branch and drew a knife of bone. He was almost in position when the small creature lurched away and his gaze snapped sideways to the disturbance. It was a female that was to blame. A golden haired stranger that walked clumsily among an unfamiliar landscape and made a wracket doing it.
With a small grunt he leapt across to a nearby tree- branches creaking before he took off. If there was strangers on their land he would have to consult with the elders. He would be considered foolish to turn a blind eye and he was no fool. Not by his oppinion anyhow.