The forest was calm. A gentle breeze swept under the leaves, making them dance in the lazy morning air.
Andreya just stood perched up one branch of an ancient oak tree, waiting patiently for her signal to jump into action. She wasn't really enthusiastic about the hunt, but it was something she knew she had a part into. After all, being the "battle medic" she ought to be, she was growing quite accustomed to the first aid she brought to the -real- hunters of the party. They just had to whistle that certain tune to make her understand that one of them had been wounded by the animal they were hunting.
More than twenty minutes had passed when she finally heard the sound of arrows being shot from the tribal bows accompanied by the screams of the wounded prey. She was grateful for not being on the first line of the fight, she wouldn't be able to stand the sounds of such a turmoil.
Suddenly, the piercing sound of a whistle soared through the air, reaching the waiting tiger. Andreya, not even answering back, started jumping from tree to tree from the branches, her feline grace accompanying every fluttering jump. Just as she thought she ought to be close enough, she climbed down the tree regressing back into her human form. Her pants along with her herbal pouch reappeared by her side. She nodded to herself before proceeding onwards.
Her companions were nowhere to be found.
"Could it be that they tried to hide somewhere else? The whistle came from here, though..."
She muttered to herself as she looked around, lost. Where were they? And where was the wounded one? Surely they couldn't have gone too far.. She put down on the ground her herbal pouch, opening it, scattering the various elements of it on the grass, checking if every component was fresh and ready for usage. Before she could even start gathering her herbs again, another whistle reached her ears. She raised her head only to see a huge owlbear coming right at her.
Not even bothering with the pouch, she jumped back, starting to run away from the beast which, in turn, kept on chasing her. Looking back at the animal, Andreya was able to see various arrows, of Akutora craftsmanship, piercing through the beast's back and, as she was still looking at it, the animal let out the same whistle that she had heard twice before.
"..well, fuck."
She thought to herself as she tried to find shelter behind the trunk of a big tree. She started trying to convert back into her tiger form.
"Change, change, change!!"
But her concentration was rather feeble due to the impending danger the owlbear presented to the poor Akutora. Finally, her hind legs and and front paws started reemerging from the human body, but the ferocious beast was right behind the corner. Would she had been able to change back and climb the tree behind her in time?

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