Isaura frowned when the direction the auras were headed changed course and drew closer to her cave. She growled and raced to return home. She could smell them, taking up her space already and it made her uneasy. She supposed she could move on and find another spot. She could feel the damage that was done to the defeated one. She took a deep breath and wondered how she was going to remove her things without being noticed. She waited until the sun had set and the aura of the victor had settled before she entered the cave and made her attempt at receiving her things.