[ A sensible person would turn around. This man is armed, and he seems competent enough, and even if he wasn't, whether he lives or dies is frankly not Carpenter's problem.
But: it's extremely clear he thinks she doesn't measure up. That pisses her off enough to get her curious about what's in these traps, and whether or not this man can handle himself. The only thing that's changed is that she doesn't feel like rescuing him from danger. ]
Well. Congratulations on your gold star crossbow.
[ Carpenter does not sound impressed. Her head perks up at the rustling, which is enough to get her to flick her lighter back on. The dim light illuminates a large, hulking shadow, and once it flashes its teeth, it's clear that they've got a predator in their mist. ]
Shit.
[ Carpenter whispers, as she takes a step back. Which is a sensible thing to do, since as she does so, the wolf itself lunges forwards, some kind of ooze dripping from its teeth as its jaws snap. ]
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But: it's extremely clear he thinks she doesn't measure up. That pisses her off enough to get her curious about what's in these traps, and whether or not this man can handle himself. The only thing that's changed is that she doesn't feel like rescuing him from danger. ]
Well. Congratulations on your gold star crossbow.
[ Carpenter does not sound impressed. Her head perks up at the rustling, which is enough to get her to flick her lighter back on. The dim light illuminates a large, hulking shadow, and once it flashes its teeth, it's clear that they've got a predator in their mist. ]
Shit.
[ Carpenter whispers, as she takes a step back. Which is a sensible thing to do, since as she does so, the wolf itself lunges forwards, some kind of ooze dripping from its teeth as its jaws snap. ]