Trinity awoke to the massive roar of their leader. She rose then stretched, dulling the pain of her aching muscles. She was an early riser, but didn't quite want to wake up to this morning so soon. She might have been a skilled fighter. But never has she fought something so much bigger than she. e logs that surrounded the fire pit and began to rebraid her jet black hair. She had just finished her long braid and swept it back when her ears picked up a slight noise. She swung her bow onto her back and a loud crash came from somewhere in the trees. Trinity spun around, now fully alert. She looked to Krogen, for she considered him to be her leader, then after another loud cracking sound she rushed off into the trees. She was swift and kept her head low. A few branches snagged on her hair, pulling the newly done braid loose. Trinity slowed as she came to a huge fallen tree. Backing up a little she ran forward, jumped and landed gracefully atop it. She stood scanning the area. A loud bang about 35 degrees to her right sent her leaping off the tree and to a small clearing that still held a few trees. Trinity bounded out into that clearing and after taking in the massive shapes and the fight before her she slid back into the shadows of the trees. hoping that she wasn't already noticed. She stood watching on. Her breath coming in short quick breaths. She's never seen a Nundar before. And there were many here. She stood there unable to move. Almost as if her feet grew roots and sunk into the ground, holding her there.