Elsa nods and tossed the meat to the tiger who ate it, chewing and swallowing in little time. "Alright then let's go toward the smoke. And please do not do anything stupid like still fight if the trouble is big. It is not cowardice to make sure you live. It has certainly saved my skin the many times I've had to run." She said as she went forward, her long gait closing the distance between them and the smell of the smoke closer. She had no sense of pride. Just survival instincts that have led her to living this long in this dangerous forest. Once more she made very little sound as she moved not really putting much thought into where she placed her feet.