<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yg0EHpF.jpg)</div><strong>Hunter:</strong>Alyssa Sturm<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured, but not holding a shield.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the woods, Mount Shasta<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Talking to a strange. And possibly a dog.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jesse, strange woman<br/><hr/><br/>"Of course, it's not actually a dog," Alyssa replied, surprised that it was something actually worth discussing. "But certainly, you'll agree that some practical way of referring to it would be useful? It resembles a dog, at the very least, so it seems to be as good a term for it as any."<br/><br/>Alyssa followed along where Jesse lead, trusting his insight. Hers was already spent. "You are referring to your firearm, yes?" She nodded. "I believe that it will do in this case. And it is certainly a good way to keep your distances." Once again, she missed her shield, so useful against the kind of thing that bit back. But it was also big, cumbersome and very obvious, so she had had to leave it.<br/><br/>Jesse's decision did, in the end, seem to be the right one, unless the dog had somehow managed to go on a massive detour to mislead them. At least, it seemed so until the tracks abruptly disappeared, just past the trail. This certainly did worry Alyssa, but when she saw the woman, then all other concerns took a back seat as her protective instincts rose to the surface. "Excuse me!" she called as she approached the strange figure, putting her mace in her belt to appear less threatening. "Excuse me, madam! Are you alright? It might not be safe to be outside now, there are dangerous animals about!"