There was a russel in the branches just above the pre-battle. There was a sudden large crack and a Husky falls out of the tree, landing in the vines, twigs, and leaves that lie below, exposing himself to the three standing on the path.
Quickly trying to stand up and move away, it's quite obvious he's there.
Realizing this he speaks.
"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't doing anything! I'll back off and let you three fight it out...!"
Being slightly frozen in shock due to startling the three as they have their weapons drawn was the only thing that kept him from running.
He stood there waiting for a response when he should be trying to run.
His black and blue vertically stripped cloak was slightly torn on the fall down. He wore a dark grey tight shirt under the cloak. He had black cargo pants that had been ripped on the fall as well, along with black fingerless gloves that appeared to be okay.