-Greta-
Great eyed the hunter warily, uncomfortable with the nearness of him. It was not until she picked up the sound of more footsteps approaching that she registered there was someone else coming. She blinked a few times, and noticed the newcomer. He or she was wearing a long cloak and a sunhat not unlike the one Greta had in her satchel. However, the most disturbing thing she took note of in the person's outfit were the two rather large swords sticking out of his clothing. She watched him, her curiosity piqued, momentarily forgetting about the hunter and the nauseating scent emanating from him.

Suddenly, the hunter stepped into the path of the person coming into the woods. From her vantage point, Greta could see that the cloaked figure appeared to be male. "Who are you?" the hunter questioned him, obviously just as uneasy as Greta. Greta shrank back further into the foliage, hoping that the man in the cloak would not immediately see her. The two swords on his back looked particularly lethal. She desperately hoped that she hadn't caused too much of a stir by backing up into the trees, and that the two men out on the path would fail to notice her until she had time to formulate a plan of either attack or escape.