She waited a bit for Orin to be ready before they headed off. She was wearing a blouse and vest over it, her hair pulled up into a bun, and her ass stuffed into some tight, form fitting pants.
Orin wore a simple loose tunic and leggings, his messy red hair in its usual ponytail; his bow was fastened over shoulder and his sword tied to his waist.
"Have you ever actually hunted before, your Grace?" He asked her.