Lupa heard a gunshot and curled up in her corner, hoping the person who made the noise wouldn't find her.  She was terrified of the things a gun could do to her, a mere human, unlike her companions.  She closed her eyes, hoping it would make the world around her disappear, as it did when she was a child.  She was quivering with fear, hoping to stay hidden away.  She had no means of protection, if she did, she wouldn't be so scared.  She waited to be found and, inevitably, killed.