Sasha's breath hitched when he heard a voice behind him. He spun, unconsciously raising his weapon towards the potential threat. His steel blue eyes scanned the woods around him, finally fixing on a man who was halfway hidden behind a tree, also naked and confused. 

He lowered his stick. This man probably had nothing to do with why he was here, and he was empty handed. Not an immediate threat. 

"Who the hell are you?" He asked, his accent noticable, but not too thick as to garble his words.