Ayumi awkwardly scratched the back of her neck for just a second before huddling back into herself, clutching both arms around her light frame and wrapping her rather unimpressive fox tail around her waist. The more elegant kitsune had raised an excellent point a second ago. The three hadn't even been given time to introduce themselves before they were haphazardly transported into a harsh and hostile environment. The bare-handed young sneak shivered and chattered slightly as she gave her name.<strong>"Takamura Ayumi."</strong>With that out of the way, her eyes fell to the weapons and armor on the fallen wolfmen. Crossbows and bolts would burn, but certainly not for long enough to last the trio any relief. Still, she picked up one of the crossbows and strapped one of their quivers to her back. It'd provide a better ranged weapon than the sling hanging from Ayumi's belt.<strong>"We should take these, if only for firewood later."</strong>