In their woods, huh? Michelle ducked into a copse of trees upon hearing quick footsteps and the sound of leaves and twigs being crunched in someone's path. She moved swiftly and smoothly - and almost automatically; battle was not new to her. Bow and arrows in hand, she took aim through the space between two trees growing so close to each other, looking down the shaft.

Glancing to her left, she saw her target coming fast. Michelle raised one hand to her quiver of arrows, and hurriedly pulled out and shot three arrows in quick succession across the runner's path. None of them would hit the red-plumed figure; they would come close, just close enough to serve as a warning that capturing the blue team's flag wasn't going to be easy.