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A shadow walks through the woods, alone. the woods are shrouded in a thick mist, who knows what else is in there?

Rojo paused and looked around. He was in an unfamiliar area and seemed to have gotten lost. There were too many trees blocking the sky to navigate properly. He was heading the correct direction, he knew that much but other than that he simply relied on his insticnt.
He leaned against a tree, it had been a few days since he'd allowed himself to rest properly. He could keep going but knew he needed to pace himself and so he would sit here until the morning light awoke him in around 9 hours. The moon had just set and so to, he decided should he.
However he found rest would not come to him, as he could not shake this feeling that something was watching him. Or that he was not alone.

The shadow spots some human, what would anyone else be doing in the middle of the woods? They know better than to alert this stranger of their presence intentiona-


There is a loud snap, something broke a branch nearby.

Rojo stops, his ears twitching at the sound involuntarily and he turns a wary eye in it's direction. He kneels down in the underbrush waiting and listening. He didn't know all the different predators in this area, for all he knew it was a bear or a puma. He was in a forest, but not tropical so the idea of pythons, anacondas, aligators or crocodiles was unlikely.
He kneeled there, waiting, listening, trying to see through the darkness.

Aislinn stares at the shadow, her hair glinting in the darkness. "Who is there?" She stares, not disturbing the shadow. As Aislinn began to decipher what to do, she crept towards it, crouching in the underbrush. "Tell me..." she whispered. "What are you doing? Who are you?" Aislinn stepped through the underbrush, wiping the twigs and thorns away from the fabric of her dress. She found any answers unlikely, but she notices another person. Male. And then a branch snaps beneath her foot. They turn their heads, and Aislinn pushes herself back quickly. She couldn't be spotted.

The shadow glances around the forest, they know someone just said something and they can't see them.
They are preparing themself for a fight, mentally, at least.

Aislinn narrowed her eyes. stepping out from the depths of the shadows, afraid of what might come if she didn't. She held her fingers around her bow, ready to step up and run. She couldn't do anything without it; she could get killed. "State your names," Aislinn stated briskly.

Aislinn's sudden movements have earned her a sickle a few inches in front of her face, the shadow is holding a second one behind them incase that other guy decides to do something.
Why should I tell you?