<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>Near the RV, Mount Shasta<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Protecting James<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Police officers, Jesse<br/><hr/><br/>Alyssa visibly relaxed when the dog chose to leave rather than attack again. She could hear sirens, too. good. Once police arrived, it should be safe for the Ashes again. She would wait until they did, to make sure the wouldn't change its mind again before then, then tuck her mace into her belt, its proper place, and go check on her hosts. And maybe ask for some help for herself. That dog bite was starting to ache terribly. Of course, just as she was finally getting ready to turn back, the police officer called out to her instead. She lifted on hand. The other, she used to carefully place her weapon down. You didn't drop a mace. Not if you liked your toes uncrushed. That done, she lifted her other hand and stood straight again before turning around. All done slowly, both to avoid suspicion and because of that wooziness from before. She worried that the dog's bite had done something to her. She startled, though, when she saw the finely dressed man. She hadn't noticed him before.<br/><br/>"I am allowed to own this mace," she called out. "These people were attacked by a wild dog and I came to their defense. They will tell you themselves. More importantly, please see to Linda. She seems to have been badly hurt. This man, I've never seen before. He must have just arrived."