Dione reacts in a split second, shoving Destin aside with a thought of vague apology. She shifts into her panther form midair as she dives in front of Sacha - the arrow piercing fur and flesh in her flank. She let out a rumbling cry as it bit her, but managed to steady herself in front of Sacha. She blinked against the pain of the arrow. [i]That's a nasty one,[/i] she thought, feeling blood begin to drip from the wound.