A blonde man with a red bandana on had been traversing through the woods as well, and out of the corner of his eye he saw what happened to the pregnant woman. Not wanting to be discovered and suffer the same fate, he hid behind a tree and watched the predator. Maybe if he was lucky she would fall asleep. He smiled at the thought. He was always lucky...well most of the time. Chance patted the pocket containing his lucky red die for good measure.