Krystael
Ángel Caído
Nadeya had her a silver arrow knocked, her bow not drawn yet but at the ready. She paused as the presence disappeared, the cold blinking away being replaced by the calm warmth of the woods. She growled quietly as she came up to where the presence had blinked out. She warily looked around, drawing the bow string back calling out, "Come out and show yourself. I have no time for your dirty underhanded Unseelie tricks..." She slowly circled in her spot.