Barrow Fields fire and life incarnate

it seemed she was destined for an incident with the locals; they came out of the wilderness like woodlice, each earning a slight glance or turn of an ear. the flame was focused on her prey and was silent as she stalked, snaking along through the dancing reeds.
the woman did not consider being afraid for herself. the fact that she was no longer alone did not make her uneasy, but rather, there was a decidedly strong lack of interest in the strangers. food is what she sought - and these natives would either squabble (and spook her target) or aid her (and give chase with her). either way, she would be ready.