It seemed her head had hardly touched the pillow when the blood-curdling scream was heard from outside, waking her from any semblance of a dream and back into the cold and bitter reality that was her life on this planet. She was on her feet in seconds, and bolting for the tent door. A scream like that didn't come without provocation, so either a brawl had erupted or they were under attack. She threw open the flap and darted outside, not bothering to put on her parka. Thankfully she was always cold, so despite being inside, she still was layered pretty decently.
For just a moment as she hurried to the center of the camp the thought crossed her mind that she was completely unarmed. No that she would be of much use in any sort of melee, gun or no. And not that any of their weapons had seemed to have much of an effect on the native wildlife.