You were just hunting, looking for food in the snowy woods, and then someone took your prey, shooting it with an arrow. Your eyes widened, not expecting someone to be around. You grabbed your rifle and quietly peeked from the trees. As your head peeked up, an arrow nearly shot past your head. This was followed by a woman's voice.

"Whoever you are and whatever you're thinking right now, don't do it. I'm not an enemy!" said the woman from afar. The windy snow made it hard to see.