Her head shot in the direction of the pain filled roar. The bear startled her prey as it ran of. Gritting her teeth the dark haired woman put her bow away, placing the arrow between her fingers back in her quiver. Now she would have to stalk a different type of prey and hope to catch it. Coming out of the thick bush, the sunlight glimmered off her skin. Sweat dripped down from her temple to the corner of her jaw before falling to the ground below. The woman was of slightly above average height, her body was thick, strong and defined, perhaps a fighter of some sorts? The clothing she wore was fashioned by many animal pelts, sewn together mostly for warmth, providing little to no protection. Hearing the bear roar once more, her head shot in it’s direction, eyebrow raised; the bear sounded infuriated. Her blue/green eyes were almost glowing in the bright sunlight. Slowly she made her way towards the sound of the bear.
Analyzing any clue she came across the woman had come to the conclusion that there was another being, sniffing the air she was slightly puzzled. “What is a man doing so deep in the forest...?” She asked herself. Sniffing the air once more she was surprised. “...Royalty?” The reason she could tell that the man was of royal blood was because most noble’s and aristocrats smelled of pride and confidence, along with any scent that was unique to each home and building, it was the rare flowers that decorated the scents of the rich. This one was scared, very scared. She still couldn’t understand why he was so far into the forest. Following the scents she found herself at the hill, half way down as the bear stormed towards the red haired...boy? Not a boy per se, but not a man either. He was approaching adulthood.
Her eyes locked onto his for a moment before she took a step back and jumped out of the bushes. Colliding with the bear the female rolled around, eventually pinning the large animal down with what seemed like ease. A knife slit the bear’s throat and the creature faded. Watching the blood flow caused something within the woman to stir; her eyes swirled and began to shimmer, a wolfish amber replacing the blue/green for a few moments before dissipating. She would return to the carcass later, make use of what it had to offer. Walking back to the young man she put a bloody hand out, offering her assistance. “These parts of the woods are dangerous Sire, one such as yourself shouldn’t wander them alone...” She explained looking around. Her ears picked up the sounds of all the creatures running away. Her presence was now known to them.
She was curious as to why the boy was here but she thought it improper to ask. “Where is your guard sir?” She asked instead. She couldn’t pick up the scents or sounds of any other humans, not nearby at least. Helping the man up she made her way back towards the bear. “It will be dark soon, you should make your way home. The woods are even more dangerous when the moon rises.” She warned him as she began skinning the animal.