Happy to have a job she could definitely do (and which would hopefully not lead to more killing), Maele set about making a fire near the shelter, starting by building a mound of leaves and sticks, and then using two more to get a spark going. Just as it was starting to catch, however, she heard a howl, very definitely coming from the direction Matt had gone in. 

"Oh god, I hope that's just the one." She said, picking a branch from the fire, then blowing on it to keep the flame high. With her free hand, she grabbed her spear, and then raced in the direction she had heard the howl.