The sharp outcry from a male startled the woman. The first thoughts that flew through Helen's mind was that she'd been found by her father's guard. So soon after she'd left?! Yet as those golden eyes snapped upwards at the man, she instantly saw no mark of her father's clan upon him, making her relax... momentarily at least. Confusion swept onto her brow as the pale emerald beauty looked over the massive man stomping through the brush, her tusks glistening as she snarled at him to keep away.<br/><br/>"YOUR supper?! This hunt is MINE!" Lifting her leg, she stepped on the massive elk's shoulder to stake her claim. She was ready at a moment's notice to draw her daggers if she needed to, the red silk fastened over her armor always gave people the impression that she was not defended. Oh how badly that often turned for those who underestimated her. "I just shot from those bushes!"<br/><br/>She pointed down to the red-feathered arrow sticking up from its heart as the male drew closer to her. It seemed the woman was not afraid to fight for what she believed to be her own, and was ready to prove it should he attempt to fight. The dark of night shrouded much of this male's appearance, even as he got closer she could not quite make out what he looked like.