Redhawk Caldera The truth is in the eye of the beholder.

The man could just sense her uncertainty, while he did love to see someone uncomfortable and try to make do with the situation that they are in, he had to make sure that his party wouldn't slip away. But with words, he could lose her, so instead, he peeled back a soft smile, which was a smile that could melt hearts. The false warmth that he expressed to the female with his eyes alone were as comforting as being near the ones that you held close to your heart. But thankfully, the women expressed that she was in her element when it came to hunting she had a look in her eyes the revealed that she was starting to feel comfortable.

Ghidorah continued to look at her with an assuring look as she trotted her little white paws towards a stone near the lake where she would perch and look for her prize. This was his chance. But, he had to play his cards just right, and attack on her would be too soon, so he would need a better reason for the woman to go to his camp.

He needed just a little accident.

While she was busy the man slid his ghost eyes around the area, there were sharp rocks everywhere and plenty of shards. The golden titan raised his brows and eyed the woman, she seemed still as a statue, so with this opportunity, he carefully guided his paws around the rocky earth and used his sense of touch to find the perfect shard. But the man knew better, he used his large head and swung it side to side to indicate that he was looking for prey and he would calculate his paw steps to look like a normal stride but he was secretly searching for something. 

At last, he found what he needed, he quickly checked over his shoulder with a curious look at the woman to see if she was looking at his direction. When she wasn't he swiftly picked up the knife-like shard in his mouth and kept hold of it inside his jaws to that she wouldn't see. The man swung his body and slugged over to the same bank that the was scanning into with a defeated look on his face. Ghidorah didn't say anything as he scanned the surface of the water and tracked where he would place his sleeper agent. The man continued to act like he was hunting in a meaningful way, and as soon as a silverfish swam in his view, he plunged his muzzle into the water with the speed of a snake. 

He wasn't going for the fish itself but rather he opened his jaws and let the shard go into the water as the frightened fish's swimming caused the shard to swirl towards the naive woman. The man pulled his lion-like head out of the water with his face dripping, "missed one..." he muttered.