The forest was quiet. Not the usual quiet of woods; with the din of insects, branches, and such. No, it was deathly silent, as if something had scared the animals away, had made the insects fall silent...

A pair of feline eyes narrowed through the underbrush, an auburn tail twitching without a sound. The hunter's eyes darted to the left...to the right. Ears swiveled around like little radar dishes as they searched for any warning crack of a twig, or rustle of footfalls. Nothing. She dashed across the clearing, holding her bow tucked under her arm, tail swishing to and fro as a counterweight to add to her speed and balance on the uneven forest floor.

She didn't stop this time, letting her conscious mind fall away from movement and letting her feline mind take control, allowing her to think on the go. What had happened? Gunshots had been echoing at odd times throughout the woods earlier, now nothing. It could have been nothing, if the forest hadn't fallen silent with them. She leaped over a fallen tree, landing ten feet below in a small dip in the ground, pausing for just a moment to check herself before rushing on towards the ranger station.

A sound. Her body slid into the cover behind a vine choked tree, steadying her breathing in a practiced ritual of a trained hunter. She peeked out, making sure her ears were tucked back to avoid looking like flags of auburn. Seeing flashes of blue among the green, The feline hunter slipped out, keeping low to the ground and zipping under a group of bushes. Humans. Or humanoids more correctly. One appeared to be fully human, and now that she recalled, a fellow hunter she greeted in passing as she headed out on this very trip. The other...well, it seemed she had taken to the genetics much more than anyone Esailia knew.

Knowing that hunters won't shoot at someone in orange, Esailia quickly got to work flipping her jacket inside out, trading brown/green for bright orange and reflective silver around the chest. Taking a breath, she stood up slowly and approached the pair, giving a short two whistles to announce her presence, raising her hands in a universal gesture of 'I mean no harm'.