Quietly, she walked further. Further she went, quietly with her light footing. Typical for an elf to possess, and it became good use during hunts with the advancement of stealth. With the area being nearly dark, and moon being the only light source, the Elven being nearly stumbled over a few objects until a bowl fell onto the ground. She had to wince at the small sound and she quickly put it back where it was before. Her eyes luminesed in the moonlight while putting it back.