The vixen didn't care if she was outnumbered.  But... She sheathed her sword anyway, looking them all over again.  They almost looked haggard, tired.  Like they really had been fighting in a large battle.  She twitched her nose.  Perhaps she could maybe do the right thing here...<br/><br/>"Go to tree." She spoke again, loosening her bow, and selecting a tree, her tail keeping expressly low to wipe away any tracks she might leave.  "But go single file.  Step in other's feet.  I will watch.  If I no see demons, I will find, and I will take back to city."  She looked at the one she assumed was their leader, the one who pointed out she was outnumbered.<br/><br/>Then she started to climb the tree, using her claws to her advantage.  "If I see demons, I will delay them.  Give false trail.  Then catch up when can."  And with that, she was scurrying up the tree, almost like a squirrel.  Once there, she pulled her hood back, and held an arrow in her right hand, an ear cocked behind to catch what remains of the conversation, and one cocked ahead to listen for sounds of disturbance and followers.<br/><br/>Hopefully, they'd listen.  She knew demons, they wouldn't be the problem in the long run.  It would be the fleeing.  And if it weren't demons?  Well... She would take them all back to the city one by one if she had to.