Yes

Hilda lets out a wail of despair as her hand connects with her head and finds nothing but smooth, sensitive skin.

She was so proud of her long luxurious locks, and now they're gone, just like everything else. Tears well up in her eyes, and she brushes them away with a hand, thankful to at least still feel her eyebrows.

I'm completely bald, naked, unarmed, and leaking like a faucet in the middle of the woods!

Hilda feels completely helpless and utterly humiliated at the thought that whoever sees her will think she's some kind of sex pervert wandering around out here trying to get her jollies.

She likely would have spent at least another five minutes wallowing in self-pity, but a loud *SNAP* in the distance brings her back to the here and now.

Hilda looks up to see something rustling in the trees and apparently headed towards her.