She gasps, as she suddenly notices his presence, rolling with his lunge, to avoid it, before spinning into a leap, turning in midair to grab a branch, and hurl herself further along, slowing down only slightly. He manages to catch a glimpse of her eyes, however; small and black, yet keenly intelligent; like those of a fox, but far, far wiser. As she lands on the ground again, she shimmers, and, suddenly, there are three of her, running independently, maneuvering through the woods as effortlessly as before, almost indistinguishable. The illusions look incredibly solid, and are clearly more than mere illusion, making it harder to tell the real one.