Dione glances over at Sacha. She feels a quiet sound of complaint build in her throat, then drop as she obeys and scurries off and into the tent. Inside, she scans the area. She pads through Sacha's things and kicks lightly at a pile of unknown.. things. The quiver was nowhere to be found. She crossed her arms and considered leaving the tent, but she realized with a sigh that it was probably better if she didn't engage in the fight, anyway. She continued mulling around Sacha's things, hoping to find her quiver somewhere in the mess.