Sometimes she could tell he was following her. She didn't pay him much mind; she thought maybe if she ignored him, he would go away. But he didn't. She always found his gifts... And they always proved to be useful. But why? Why did he want to do this for her? What was the point? She didn't want anything to do with any of them.

His strange concern with her was intriguing, however. It made her wonder if he was different than other humans. But he couldn't be. None of them ever were. This time, she would track him. She'd ducked off somewhere to hide quite a distance back, and had been the one following him ever since. When he stopped, she saw her opportunity. Her feet padded silently and she approached with caution, not daring to make a sound until she was securely five feet from him, with her weapon poised.

"Why are you doing this?"