<em>Shit.</em>Rachel thinks to herself as creatures begin to head towards her. She might try to take out one, but without any real idea of their combat capabilities or strength, she really doesn't want to try three.<br/><br/>Rachel doesn't hesitate to motion for everyone to begin moving, quietly, as there's no sense in giving up their position till there's no other choice. And maybe, just maybe there's a branch ahead or a place to hide. Even a narrow spot to funnel them so they have to come one at a time; Rachel could try to hold them off in a spot like that, while Lewis gets the others away.<br/><br/>Rachel moves backwards as much as possible, trying to keep an eye on the creatures. It doesn't matter too much if the others get ahead, for right now, Rachel needs to see what these ones are doing. If they seem to notice her, or the others, or even just really pick up speed, Rachel won't hesitate to turn and tell everyone to run.