A feminine yip was what he heard, it sounded like they had been startled. He sauntered forward out of his path and crossed through the thick underbrush on a hidden route. He probably knew what root she had tripped on, having tripped on it himself more than once.
The Ranger rounded the bend and blinked his ice blue eyes at the cream woman as he came into view. "I haven't had a chance to cut that down yet. Did the root catch you by surprise?" He asked, slowly walking toward her and then finding a seat at a respectful distance.
"I'm Eltrys. A Ranger from Polaris by the falls. Not many come through here, are you lost?" He asked warmly.