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She turned to him so suddenly, that the elk's hide twitched in the distance, startled lightly by the abrupt movement. She felt amusement and resentment simultaneously; lightly offended that a stranger would say something so bold to her...But then again, she had set up this ridiculous statement, and he had followed through. She huffed and gave him a surprised smile. 

He was still a stranger- so the light discomfort continued. 

It had been so much more easy to flirt with someone when she was on her own homebase, too. Here, she was far from those who would protect her. 

She hoped, though, that he did not actually intend to try and hunt the elk, and was grateful when he introduced himself. 

"I am Simbelmyne," She said. "You are not from Moonspear, Moonglow or Moonsong; are you on your own?" She asked. Perhaps conversation might be enough to steer his attention away from the hunt.