Redtail Rise he will not see me stopping here

A sound brought her to a momentary halt. A kind of growly thrashing. Mildly alarmed, she moved through the trees... and immediately relaxed, a smile gracing her mouth. A child, playing with a toy. He came closer and closer and--

She backed away, so as not to be whacked in the face with the squirrel tail, and as she did, she shuffled through leaves and stepped on twigs and dislodged small rocks, making noise because she could not speak. Would he hear and open his eyes, or would she have to dive to one side to avoid his vigorous play?