"You okay?" Says the little girl that swings down from a tree.

Naomi had gone out into the woods earlier, of course not very far from camp because werewolves, but still far away enough that she could hide. When she'd first heard Anna approach she'd peeked out from her perch in a tree. Upon seeing that she was lost though Naomi had begun to climb down.

At least until she slipped, but quick reflexes and some help from the tree she was hanging upside down, looking at Anna curiously.

"You're not a werewolf, are you?"