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-an ear twitched as the arrow whisked through the air, and the first barely had a chance to settle it's self within the skin of that tree before she was on the move. It was paranoia that had caused the dark elf's flightiness, however, being the fox in what you would've called your kinsman's twisted game of fox and hound for well over three months would leave you as such.

Instantly she took to the trees. Nimble feet and cat-like balance leaving hardly a leaf unturned nor the simbilance(sp?) of a sound as she hid amungst the foliage and peered out in the direction from whence the arrows came, sword at ready...-