<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>Clearing, Mount Shasta<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Following the gunshots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jesse, Megan<br/><hr/><br/>Alyssa was surprised at how little trouble there seemed to be once she arrived. "I heard shots! Is there...?" She looked around and noticed Jesse. "Oh, it's you again. Did you find the dog? Was that what the shots were for?" She was surprised, even more, at having found the woman so suddenly. "Oh, is this yours?" she asked, handing the radio over. "I found it and your hat, I believe, further that way. As well a a trap. Are you alright?" She crouched to look at the woman's leg. She had been caught in a trap, she would have been severely, and very obviously injured. Or, at least, Alyssa guessed as much.<br/><br/>"Oh, I'm not this man's partner, or anything of the sort," Alyssa protested as she stood once more. "I've only barely met him today. And for the small time he's accompanied me, he's hardly been the friendly sort. But more importantly," She started following along with Megan, more out of a need to keep up with her as she talked than, apparently any particular desire to keep Jesse's company. "Have you seen a strange sort of dog? He's attacked some people that have offered be help earlier and I worry that it will do the same again of left unchallenged."