The sound of the nearby commotion allowed Yukino to easily home in on the end point of the beam of light. She padded up behind the group, careful not to step on any fallen branches or leaves as she intended to observe how the gathered group interacted. Her eyes flicked to the American's holster and noted his fine taste in sidearms. She'd seen that legendary pattern of revolver several times when one of the USAF liaison pilots showed her wing 'Cowboy Movies'. Taking a moment to study the man himself, he looked like a slightly more modern version of the characters in those movies. She wasn't particularly a fan of those films, much preferring the classics like Top Gun. Returning her attention to the group, no one else particularly stood out to her. They all looked unarmed and untrained, except for the elven man sitting on the log, who she figured was the one they were supposed to meet with. She elected to keep her presence small for now, turning her focus to keeping a lookout for any other newcomers and potential dangers. [i]Looks like I'm going to have to give that Light of hers that talking to, once I find it that is. The elf girl sounds like she fancies herself some sort of 'Emperor', reminds me of some of the kids back home playing pretend. Not sure if the large one is one of us or not, doesn't look much like a fighter though. The others also, rather disappointing I must say. I'm not sure how the Goddess expects two trained people and a rag tag group of civilians to win a war against the darkness.[/i] Yukino thought to herself, her new cat ears twitching and giving away her nervousness involuntarily.