The woman thief looked much like a hungry wolf circling a kill being eaten by an equally hungry bear. A small threat; even if Ambra looked terrified, she wasn't about to let her guard down. Ambra trembled and shook, the sound of the arrow smacking against the bow making a soft [i]clinking[/i] sound as silver rasped against silver. What would happen if she had some sort of secret weapon? She swallowed roughly, and kept the arrow trained on her. [b]"This is the food for the rest. Not just me."[/b] she told her, trying to calm her nerves. [i]Ambra, it's just a thief. Even a mere archer can take one down.[/i] Thieves weren't so great with attack and defense- they were better at stealth and speed. A worthy trade-off. She would have to be very careful, since she could be upon her in a moment. [b]"Stay back! I'm not afraid of you... go back to whatever gutter you crawled out of."[/b] she trembled more and more then, realizing that she had just insulted this thief. Did this thief's appearance signal other arrivals? She knew thieves adored scouring the battlefields in search of treasure, even when the battle was going on...

[b]"I'm telling you, back off!"[/b] she said in a higher tone of voice. [b]"I... I [i]will[/i] shoot!"[/b]