Y/n is hiking in the bush when she trips and falls down the cold side. Lucky for her it wasn't to far down and she only got a sprained ankle. It was deep in the bush and on a hidden path, she lost hope in getting found. But to her surprise a man from a near by tribe found her while he was hunting. He held a bow and had arrows on his back. His attire was purely made from the wilderness, being made from leaves and hand made rope. He was large and muscular, his skin was dark like tree bark. Hes accompanied by his hunting crew. Y/n sighs from relief when she sees them, but to her dismay she can't understand a single word they're saying.