"Nothing yet. The animals are restless though. I surmise they are near but not imminent." Ashielle seemed unperturbed in tone and her mask was as impassive as ever. As though she was speaking about some inclement weather rather than a mob of bandits. 

"They drive a wave of fear through the wood far beyond their direct reach like they enjoy destruction for its own sake, Captain." Despite how these words spoken in a different tone could be seen as fatalism and defeatism, Ashielle's tone seemed more, vaguely disapproving of such actions. As though she was disapproving of an underhanded tactic in a sport or game. Well, actually, people usually seemed to get quite worked up about such tactics in games and Ashielle was rather calm about it.