Isaura sighed as cut down more branches in search of adequate firewood. She had already found and tied large leaves together. She used large sheets of bark to put the things she had bought on. When her work was done she settled into her makeshift home. This wasn’t the first time that she had to turn a cave into a place of residence, however this was the first time that he had to do so with a future that she wasn’t sure of. She didn’t quite know what to do with herself and had it in her mind to contemplate life when he felt a new aura quickly approaching. Fearing the worst, she grabbed her weapons and scurried to the back of the cave. 
For a moment, everything was quiet before the distinct clash of auras could be felt, emphasized only by the sound of fighting. She drew closer, knowing whatever was out there was not there for her. She moved through the trees, using the shadows to keep her hidden as she watched the fight in fascinations. When it was over she watched the more victors aura brightened as he took his captive away. Frowning, she sent a bit of healing aura after the champion of the fight as he left.