Even without James's warning, Dahlian had already heard the running footsteps. Laughing, he took off himself, angling for the trees and scampering up them like a squirrel. Just cause he was small, did not mean he was not fast or agile. Standing on a branch just out of reach, he made a face at the men below before looking around to gauge how far the next branch was and if he could make the jump. "You can't catch me! Well...You could, but I won't be easily caught." Of course just as he said that, his branch snapped and plopped him down on the next below and within reach of the soldiers.