To Katherine they were a wild group, but didn't seem particularly savage or base. Behind them, the dead were being scavenged by the living. The blonde kept her weapon trained on the vault dweller until the other tribal woman came up from behind and gently pressed her arm away. "She's no threat to us."<br/><br/>This woman's skin was brown, darker than her companion's but lighter than Katherine's, and her raven hair was tied up in a ponytail. "As if the island isn't terrifying enough without you greeting every malihini this way." She had a pleasant face, smiling as she put aside her shotgun and stood before the vault dweller. The other two relaxed, the blonde scout saying, "So what should we do?"<br/><br/>The woman in charge thought for a moment, then looked at Katherine, "What are you doing up here, anyways? It's not safe."