After not too long she determines that she's following a human, or else a creature doing a damn good impression of one. Tracking on land isn't really her mug of ale, but she knows how to move quietly through the brush, and how to create a diversion by making some noise in one direction and then moving swiftly and quietly in another.

She manages to get ahead, and then gets a glimpse of the man. If he is indeed a man. There's something different about him, though she can't see him well enough to be sure. She does determine that he's unarmed, and thus feels comfortable enough to reveal herself. Both hands are extended in a gesture of peace; she'll only fight if she has to. "I'm not going to hurt you. Do you understand?"