Busy stuffing her face, Indigo only nodded as the blue and silver elf announced he was going to go set a trap and that he would be back soon. She was about to tell him straight up that she was a wolf shifter and therefore didn't need help, before quickly remembering her injury. Biting her tongue to swallow down the retort that wanted to surface, she merely nodded her head and continued to eat.
The jungle as usual had its normal sounds of insects, frogs croaking and bird calls, the faint sounds of water in the distance from various waterfalls scattered about here and there, the wind blowing in a gentle breeze, ruffling her hair.
Indigo finished her last bite of food when she heard something rustle in the bushes about five feet away from where she was sitting. Tensing in anticipation, she nearly shifted back to her wolf form but once again remembering her plight, she did not. Instead, she sat as still as possible, keeping both ears open for whatever it may be. The bushes rustled again a few seconds later, before a large black jaguar poked its head out, vivid green eyes staring straight at her then. It got ready to pounce then, and Indigo jumped to her feet then, discarding a small bit of bone from her meal she had and faced it head-on, staring it down trying to intimidate it into leaving.
"I've eaten it all." she hissed at it, "There's nothing left."
The jaguar continued to stare at her, as though it understood what she was saying, but somehow Indigo doubted that. Although she did wonder if it was a shifter like herself, just of the jaguar variety. However it showed no signs of shifting to human form and soon, it turned its head in another direction as it sniffed something else. Indigo noted it was the same direction that the elf had headed in, and so with a leap of its great legs the jaguar dashed off that way. To its doom, no doubt.
Indigo shook her head and sat back down on the bedroll. Keeping alert for anything else that may decide to head this way. Even though she couldn't shift right now, she was still herself, a wolf and a hunter of her own. No fear she would show. Living in the jungle for five years had taught her that much as well. Touching the pendant at her neck, she sighed but kept ever vigilant for danger.