Paisley entered into the forest with a smile on her face. She headed straight for the river, looking around as she did. It was a beautiful day, the birds were singing and the Rabins were lurking. She smirked when she saw Sacha going up and down the river. Climbing into a tree quietly, she perched onto a branch and extracted a small knife from her jacket. She aimed and it landed by Sacha's feet with perfect accuracy. A fight where both parties knew they were fighting was always much better.