Tavia
Well, the large fellow wasn't hostile. That much was a relief. His shouting was more than likely going to attract attention from wildlife though. Many a Wolfos would be drawn to such bold prey. True, his deep voice would be enough to scare off many of the smaller or more isolated creatures, but Wolfos had a tendency to hunt in packs and actually preferred larger prey. Tavia quiverred when he shouted, not out of fear but out of shock. The sudden force of his voice clashed against the silence that had previously taken hold over the area. Luckily for him, he looked the type who could handle himself in a fight.
Tavia listened intently -- it was difficult not to, actually -- to the man's words. He was lost; that much was apparent. Aside from that, his words gave little other information. Noticing his reluctance, she stepped forward.
"I'm Tavia. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, mister. If you wish to leave these woods, I would be happy to escort you out, but..." she gestured to the woods, which were now alive with the sounds of howling Wolfos and screeching Keese, "...we will have to wait for them to calm themselves. If you are in a hurry, we will have to fight our way out. For now, I would suggest you get some rest while we wait."
Without exactly waiting for a reply, she began scanning the area for anything that could be used for a makeshift camp. Scattered twigs could be used for a fire, and there were plenty of fruits dangling from the treetops. The trees themselves would have to serve as sufficient cover for now. It would be best not to venture too far with the hostile creatures on the prowl.