Natsuki heard the girl laugh when she fell into view. Natsuki hadn't meant to be seen by these people having sensed a strange vibe from them. She had always been rather timid and afraid of people.
Natsuki stared up at the girl. She was very beautiful with lovely long silver hair and gently purple eyes.
"Not much of a walker are you?" the girl laughed
A billion things went through Natsuki's mind. From maybe these people are nice all the way to, what if I have to transform? I won't be able to in my clothes...
But thankfully, the man sat up and began talking. Getting the girls attention. This gave Natsuki the perfect chance, while they were talking she ducked back into the forest. Feeling much safer under the cover of the trees.
She found a sturdy tree and climbed quietly up it. Natsuki found a branch from which she could see and hear the whole conversation below.
The girl was named Nastalia and the man Rothyr. Apparently they had been both hunting, though Nastalia was the only one succesful. From what Natsuki could gather Nastalia lived in a nearby village and her father was sick. But she didn't get a lot of Rothyr's history.
After a bit of talking Rothyr offered to give Nastalia a ride home.
Natsuki thought climbing back down to the ground. She found her horse casually scratching her head on a tree. Natsuki heard Rothyr's horse, Windlass, start off down a trail.
She mounted and took off at a steady pace through the forest.