While she’s able to see a hint of movement above her, it’s impossible for her to make out quite what it is.    Most of it was just the branches and leaves though, after Tamara had retreated into the thicker foliage.  With her attention focused on where she<span style="font-style: italic">thought</span>the unseen figure was, she completely misses her switching trees.<br/><br/>Monique takes a cautious step backward, squinting through the foliage as if to force it to reveal whomever or<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>ever it might be hiding by sheer force of will alone.  “I know you’re up there,” she says loud enough to be easily heard, “and I’m not sure that I care for your little game.”  She doesn’t feel so much that she’s being threatened as just antagonized.<br/><br/>It’s then that the rodent catches the sound of something large — possibly even larger than she’d suspected a moment ago — moving around, and on the other side of the trail.  Before she can turn, though, the sound of twigs and leaves hitting the ground catches her attention, and Monique snaps her head toward the sound.  Only for an instant though.  She already knows that whatever has been following her would have made more noise than that, so she almost immediately looks back to the branches over the trail, her whiskers twitching as she sniffs at the.  While it’s not hard to see the branches swaying from the weight of the unseen antagonist, the antagonist herself is nowhere to be seen.