Rouen was laying on the ground. Eyes closed in pain, he sat up and rubbed his head. He felt something nudge him in the side.

"No trouble. Although this fault would be mine," he replied and opened an eye towards the stranger.

He was greeted with the sight of a large, very large pale cat. 

"What th-!" he yelled as his face immediately reflected panic and he instinctively jumped away from the predator. His right hand immediately moved to the hilt of the sword on his back.  

Out of the corner of his eyes he saw the figure of a woman. She was dressed in hunting garments typical leather boots, brown pants, and a green garment. The shock in his face was visible as he saw her missing arm.[i] "Fabric looks rather plain, probably some local village peasant girl,"[/i] he thought.

Rouen shifed his attention back onto the cat who didn't seem to be in too much of a threatening posture. He moved his hand away from the hilt of his sword and back down.

"Um, that creature wouldn't be yours would it villager?" he asked.