You don't expect to hear a voice in the middle of the woods, let alone a gentle, kind voice like this one.

"Oh I am so sorry to hear that, Mr. Beaverton. Well, I've already had a talk with that mean Marl and he's promised to never break your dam again."

The beaver chitters at her. Fluttershy is taken aback for a moment.

"Mr. Beaverton, such language. Well, yes I know they're technically evil but I really didn't want to have to use my arrows. Oh!" She glances in your direction, noticing you for the first time. "Seems we have a visitor. Please excuse me, Mr. Beaverton. And once again, I promise if that Marl is ever mean to you again, well... I will reluctantly do what I have to do."