Dione took a deep breath in...and a slow breath out. She stared at the intruders from across the street, out of a window that had long ago shattered. One of them had nearly missed one of her snares. She picked her mask up from the ground and tied it on, grabbing her blowdarts and scurrying out to follow them in silence. She had to make sure they wouldn't steal her food, from [i]her[/i] land. She climbed up a good tall tree and watched from behind the foliage as she lay on her belly across a branch with her darts at the ready.