Vesper had taken her first bite of the dried meat when she heard the noise and froze. Too cautious for an animal and her hand went to check the pocket of her father's coat. The Swiss blade knife was there, the gun strapped to her back would be far too clumsy to maneuver with such short notice and she wasn't certain where the noise was coming.
"... no dog may bite me, no wild beast tear me to pieces..." Vesper was sure it wasn't a dog or beast but a human, but the prayer slid quickly past her lips as she sat still on her log. Moving would do little good now, whatever it was close and she prayed it was a fellow Cano who wandered deep into the woods. The rustling of branches faded and the whisper of leaves remained.
Vesper did not relax when she saw it was someone not much taller than she wrapped in hunting clothes, appearing somewhat androgynous in her eyes. While the bear fur coat swallowed Vespers stature and shape, her face and the length of her dark braid indicated she was feminine. It didn't matter if was gun or bow. In fact to Vesper's mind, bows were easier to handle than a shot gun.
The expression on her features was cautious, frightened, but not threatening as she studied Orion. "Nope, don't think so. I heard humans aren't very tasty and aren't worth it unless starving." The woman - now that the voice confirmed it - didn't look starving. In fact she didn't look all that much older than Vesper if not younger.