This was the fourth trap she'd checked, and the third one she'd found with just blood and bits of fluff left over. It occurred to her that it could be a coyote come out of the woods, but if a predator animal was setting out where humans had been it might have the onset of rabies. Orion cursed as she righted her posture, tucked her sack into her belt. If she was lucky, she'd be able to bring down a small deer. If she was lucky.
The brunette picked her way through the foliage, managing not to make too much noise as she trekked through the woods. She had apples for lunch, but she hoped to land at least some game for supper. At least there wasn't snow on the ground yet, although there probably would be come December.
The sun told her it was a little past noon when she decided to take a break and regroup, and the hunter moved to a clearing where she usually took her meals while she was hunting. It offered a good view of the woods and she'd be able to let loose an arrow without hitting one of the trees.
When she got to the clearing, however, there was already another young woman occupying a log near the treeline. Orion paused. This wasn't anyone's territory that she was aware of, so who was the stranger? She finally decided to move closer, slinging her bow across her back in favor of placing her hand on the sheathed knife she was carrying. Just in case.
"I guess I should have been looking for human tracks too, huh?"