It takes a second to click, but she knows that voice! The horns come first, before the rest of her, and as the pile crumbles under the disturbance, some of the leaves and smaller sticks tangle in her hair.

"Dave! You should not just walk up to strange piles! I could have hurt you! Again!" Even if it's questionable how much damage her stick would have done. She starts untangling herself from her now-ruined shelter, frowning as it collapses at the slightest provocation. "Well, there goes that idea..."