After jumping from tree to tree he noticed  another type of falcon different from to the first one he saw not that long ago. Keeping himself perched in a crouching position and watched the falcon pulling out his bow and docked an arrow. Lining up the arrow with the birds movement he gave small smirk knowing he had a small window to work with.<br/><br/>A small laughter crept out of his mouth as he drew back on the bowstring. Hearing another movement heading in the same direction Nikalie released the tension on his bow and listened for the second movement as it got closure wondering if it was a guard or not. The hooded man secretly hoped it was another guard for it would mean a chance of a fight. Adrenaline scorched through his veins as the thrill of a fight itched underneath his skin.