Look for her camp

Evellyn slithers away back into the foliage, her bare rear silently vanishing between the pines. Engaging with the huntress seems far too risky for her in her **** state, and she wasn't keen on giving yet another person an eyeful of her private parts... Instead she heads in a western direction, from whence the half-elf appears to have come, in order to look for her campsite. Whereever it is, there is a high chance to find some clothing there.

A few minutes and a quick stroll later Evellyn spots some shapes in the distance that do not fit in with the surrounding scenery and begins making her way there, being careful not to set off any traps the huntress might've set - or worse, being caught by her returning to camp. She comes upon a tent-like dwelling, built out of branches and covered with patches of moss and grass in order to conceal it and keep out the elements. It's a pretty quick and easy construction, but looks cozy enough if that's the sort of thing one is into.

Evellyn is elated; nobody appears to be nearby and there are no traps. She quickly darts the final few yards to the camp, throws another glance over her shoulder fearful of getting caught, burgling while naked, and dives into the tent. Curses begin slipping from her lips in rapid succession as she rummages through the interior. Not a spare change of clothes in sight!! This huntress barely has any more clothing than she does - and she's stark naked! Grumbling, Evellyn grabs the blanket - the only piece of cloth inside - wraps herself inside, and swiftly departs the scene of the crime. A blanket is a hell of a lot better than her birthdaysuit, so she assures herself.