[Aloy's reaction is as expected--all at once hyper-alert, her gaze trained on the source of the noise. She holds up a hand for the group to halt, because the last thing she needs is for one of the horses to spook, especially when most of them are inexperienced riders (riding a machine is familiar, but this is not a machine, so she counts herself among that number).
Not wanting to inadvertently escalate the situation (with the horses), Aloy swings a leg over the animal and drops to the ground, reaching for the bow strapped to her back in one fluid motion.]
Stay here.
[She's not going far, just dipping into the bushes in an apparent attempt to get a jump on the things that seem to be getting the jump on them.]
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Not wanting to inadvertently escalate the situation (with the horses), Aloy swings a leg over the animal and drops to the ground, reaching for the bow strapped to her back in one fluid motion.]
Stay here.
[She's not going far, just dipping into the bushes in an apparent attempt to get a jump on the things that seem to be getting the jump on them.]