[Allison was delighting some hunters from the little tribe she'd befriended with one of her folding combat knives when Needy emerged into the clearing. Looking up, she grins at her, having acquired a single small braid in her hair at some point, a tiny decorative bone adorning the end of it.]

Aren't they adorable? [Turning to the male in front of her, Allison pointed at Needy.] Needy. [She follows by patting her chest, right over her heart, a gesture they've managed to negotiate into meaning 'friend' before she beckons to Needy.] They don't speak a word of English, but you can kinda communicate with gestures...they let me stay in their village last night. These are hunters, I'm trying to see if they will let me join them today.